GSR

Yeah, ayy, ayy

Association with the suckers, that's the shit that get you grabbed

I finally touched the bag, expensive drip I never had

Say, I was plottin' on a ticket while I sit in back of class

Told myself to be a man 'cause I ain't grow up with no dad

So I said, "Fuck school," kickin' doors and rappin' 'til I'm rich

Granny died before I got the game, some motion, had me sick

Emotions to the side, it's Operation, get some chip (Ooh, 27CLUB)

Lately giving shit to Blues, bitch, I was raised around the Crips

Say, where the phone? Applyin' hella pressure, bring it here

Sit back, I'm havin' thoughts of Deborah Ann and sheddin' tears

Ayy, Granny, tell me, would it feel the same if you was here?

Brokenhearted, I done felt this way for years

Ayy, baby, hold my hand, it seem I gotta step to find some peace

Said you gone for good, well, shit, that's fine with me

See murders in my sleep, gon' have to show you steppin', talk is cheap

'Cause I done threw some shots and watched him bleed

Been tryna change my ways, but murder just keep on callin' on my name

Who was there when I was stuck inside the rain?

Pop doors to heal my pain, I'll die for this, my guy, we not the same

Lonely road with evil thoughts inside my brain

Bro, you should be ashamed, took the belt, but your lil' brother got it worse

Before you fix your mouth to say that I'm a bitch, then pop me first

Can't speak up on what happened on that skit, it's not his work

Slap the switch on 3D-printed G19 and watch it twerk

I love the smell of GSR and blood inside the air

It's me and Stick vers' you and your lil' whip, I guess it's fair

Survived the Nike shot but would've died if I was there

Pop the door and do your thing, no playin' scared

Hey, man, where the phone? Applyin' hella pressure, bring it here

Sit back, I'm havin' thoughts of Deborah Ann and sheddin' tears

Ayy, Granny, tell me, would it feel the same if you was here?

Brokenhearted, I done felt this way for years

Ayy, baby, hold my hand, it seem I gotta step to find some peace

Said you gone for good, well, shit, that's fine with me

See murders in my sleep, gon' have to show you steppin', talk is cheap

'Cause I done threw some shots and watched him bleed

****, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy

****, say, can y'all hear me though?

Yeah, yeah, yeah