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PERFORMING ARTISTS
G Herbo
G Herbo
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Herbert R Wright
Herbert R Wright
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Daniel Ivy
Daniel Ivy
Producer

Lyrics

(Big Oz on the keyboard and shit) Steppin' on 'em (Yeah, give me two pairs, huh, I need, uh-huh, two pairs, uh-huh) Uh, G Fazos G Fazos, steppin' on 'em, haha (Big G Herbo, I'll buy them bitches, you know, G Fazo) Before G Fazo died, we still was wearin' 1's, all-white But when G Fazo died, we started totin' guns all night We was lettin' off them guns and we was havin' fun Steppin' in my G Fazos, I ain't even know I was goin' on the run Soon as Nike sign a deal, I'ma give Faro all the funds I been spendin' my own monyun, just bought twenty pair for Yosohn Might buy two pair for your son, might buy two pair for your son I don't even know them kids, I'm showin' Nike this shit ain't nothin' I came in high school 2010, I'm showin' Nike this shit ain't nothin' I gavе Hyde Park a thousand pairs, I ain't even bluffin' And that's no еxaggeration, I ain't no had graduation Graduated the streets way, way back then, got no congratulations And my mama let me drop out 'cause she knew my imagination Thank God she had patience (Yeah) 'Cause she knew I'd make a M, at least a half a M off of occupation (Come on) Big boy (Big boy, big boy, for real) Mama trust her baby boy, she know I keep a stick, boy Keep a bad yellow bitch, she like to keep her distance Lil' ho lady hit the griddy like she straight from Memphis And I knew she was a thug, so I brought her with us Hit the club and spend a dub, bitch, I bought a tennis (Chain, a tennis chain) Probably changed the bitch life and I ain't even know her name You see us all-black, all-white G Fazos, that's the game Big boy, big boy, big boy Big boy, big boy, big boy Give me two pairs, I need two pairs (Skrrt, bah, bah) 'Cause I was stompin' in my Air Force 1's, bitch I been stompin' in my Air Force 1's, G Fazo (Long live G Fazo, you know that) Nigga make me pop out black high-tops, I been done popped 'em Herbo stepped in those, they legendary, you can't cop 'em G Herbo, that nigga legendary, you can't stop him G Fazos global, they just named 'em after his partner (You know that) All the opps so local, they just name his ass and pop him (Bah) They count get so low, shit, they don't even got a roste (They don't even got a roster) They so scared to drench shit, they don't even got a roster (They don't got a roster) They so used to, uh, they don't wanna eat pasta And I keep twenty pair fresh in my closet (You know that) Soon as Swerv call, I be buyin' out the plaza (Every time) Big boy, big boy, big boy (G Herbo, Big Swerv) Big boy, big boy, uh, uh (Big Swerv) Give me two pairs, I need two pairs (Skrrt, bah, bah) 'Cause I was stompin' in my Air Force 1's, bitch I been stompin' in my Air Force 1's, G Fazo
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