G' Sh*t (feat. Young Jeezy & WatchTheDuck)

Let go, been the king, shawty

It like I don't know (Ha)

I could change if I wanna, but I won't, though (But I won't, though)

Do it right, even when I'm on the wrong road (Hey)

Real talk from the heart, what I'm known for

Skinny jeans, I don't do those (Nah)

I'ma start us up, part artist shoot for

Fully automatic, yeah, I used to shoot those (That right)

Now, I'm movin', find me a one to shoot though, a'ight

(Told me, lemme, lemme through though)

Audemars, Hublot (Hublot)

One point five on the two-do' (Yeah)

Old hustle, new flow

Old money (Old money), new Rolls (New)

Sucker prayin' I'ma chill, but I'm too cold

Long as I'm around, what they need you for? (Ay)

Ridin' in the Chevy, totin' three bricks (Okay)

Since nobody wanna make G' sh*t

This for the gangstas

Uh, for the pimps I know

Yes, it is

This for the dope boy trappers sellin' halves and wholes

(Since nobody wanna make G' sh*t)

Uh, they want G' sh*t

Get to 'em, get to 'em, now, ay, ay, ay

They want G sh*t, we know everybody love G' sh*t

All I wanna give to 'em (Let go)

If you don't know me, lemme tell ya somethin', shorty (Now)

Still got the block, I'll make you run for it (Ay, run from it)

Camouflage, dog tags (Dog tags)

Holla when you see me, better haul ass (Pew)

Keep it G at all costs, what you call that? (Hey)

White rock, hip hop, I done all that (Okay)

Certified trap champ, sucka fall back (Fall back)

A broke rapper, he may entertain all that

All left field, keep it true, fool

Save the flash and the dance for a new dude

Keep speakin' for the ones who ain't got a voice

Leave 'em dead, only when they leave no other choice

How I see it, if you ain't down to die 'bout it

Don't waste my time, slime, why we even talkin' 'bout it?

(Why we talkin' 'bout it?)

Still ridin' in the Chevy, totin' three bricks

Since nobody wanna make G' sh*t

This for the gangstas

Yeah, yeah, yeah, for the pimps I know, yeah

(This is for the pimps I know, yeah)

This for the dope boy trappers sellin' halves and wholes

(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Since nobody wanna make G' sh*t)

G' sh*t

Give it to 'em

G, give it to 'em, now, (They want G, uh)

Want G' sh*t, yeah, they want G sh*t, give it to 'em

Say, what up

Only wanna give it to 'em

Now what the **** is up? (Oh)

We smokin' by the lb.

We don't even do the nine, sell and buy the whole key

And I'ma take this **** to trial, they got nothin' on me

They be on the champagne, ****, I'm 'bout to OD

I got a bag full of birds, and mother**** gettin' bought

Bars on the trap doors, got it lookin' like a vault

Used to hit the highway, over twenty of them things

Young **** hit the club, what, with twenty of 'em chains (Yeah)

When Jay was beefin' with Nas, I was sellin' ****

When Game was beefin' with 50, I was doin' the same thing

I was at the hospital, ****, when Meech, he got shot

Talkin' 'bout, I love that n**** like Pac

This for the gangstas (Oh, it's for the gangstas)

This for the pimps I know (This for the pimps I know)

This is for the dope boy trappers sellin' halves and wholes

(Since nobody wanna make G' sh*t) Yeah, they want G' sh*t

Yeah, they want G' sh*t, give it to 'em

Want a G, give it to 'em, now

They want me, get it

They want G' sh*t, yeah, yeah, yeah, give it to 'em

Oh, I wanna give to 'em, give it to 'em