GPS

[Intro: E40]
Ooooooh
Oh oh okay (G in me)
Let's have that
P-Lo time to bring that bass back

[Chorus: Clyde Carson & E40]
Maybe it's the G in me (the G)
Maybe it's the way I walk while her stare
Maybe it's the P in me (the P)
Got these broads chasing down it's a fact
Maybe that's the S that's not on my chest (ooh)
I'mma be here when ain't no one left
You can find me (you can find me)
You can find me (partner you can find me)

[Verse 1: E40]
You gotta be stumped down by your beef down
That's how I squatch about your hustle
No winning where it's probably the right time to flex your muscles
My handlе E-40 but not the high way up in Brussels
I'm far from a captain I don't put capes ovеr no pedals
When I spit my radiation this is vicious and undisputed
The isms that I got in my veins is deeply rooted
You'd oughta find me up in the caves of New Zealand under the waterfall
Smoking on the zippers, some reefers, exotic in my jaw
When you a real, the tycoon never gets old
I'll play bocce ball, and I'll play cornhole
Thus another page and the game has never been told
I can buy what I want, don't have to put it on hold
There is maccing over sapping, dipping over sipping
Still over the stove, still up in the kitchen
All of my people love me and I love them back
I'm respected world wide why is that ?

[Chorus: Clyde Carson & E40 & Larry June]
Maybe it's the G in me (the G)
Maybe it's the way I walk while her stare
Maybe it's the P in me (the P)
Got these broads chasing down it's a fact
Maybe that's the S that's not on my chest (ooh)
I'mma be here when ain't no one left
You can find me (nigga you can find me)
You can find me (partner you can find me)

[Verse 2: Larry June]
Hold on, look
You can find me in the city pocket full of blue
Nigga dipping sun wet ? on too
Since they put me in a game I did not lose
Don't approach me with a mess that is not cool
We have the roof 'cuz we ? cream
She got a place that ?, it was time to eat
I just hit for 30 ball last week
She is a bonafide go if you ask me (yeah)
And she likes a nigga hella hard
She likes June, why the fuck you got so many cars
Bounce on toes, back to the bed
Running up rolls, make me mad

[Chorus: Clyde Carson & E40] x2
Maybe it's the G in me (the G)
Maybe it's the way I walk while her stare
Maybe it's the P in me (the P)
Got these broads chasing down it's a fact
Maybe that's the S that's not on my chest (ooh)
I'mma be here when ain't no one left
You can find me (you can find me)
You can find me (partner you can find me)