GTA 6

(Intro)
KrispyLife
Huncho you so muhfuckin' goaty

(Chorus)
Got two Three on me, but ain't no Jordan's with me
It's about to get live let me record them titties
Took her to Detroit, made her go to L.George's with me
Bitch broke, she can't afford to spend me
All eyes on me, I ain't talkin' Fendi
Leave a pussy smokin', like a chimney
Drinkin' all this lean, fuckin' up my kidney's
Bad bitch, I think she go by the name of Sidney

(Verse 1)
Pop a rapper beat his ass Celebrity Death Match!
Ion smoke no fuckin weed, tell her let's match
She in love with a fat nigga fuck a six pack
She fell in love with my chain come and get your bitch back
I'm in the club with five on me get your bitch wet
Full metal jackets best believe these gon' shred that
Dark orange soda, Keenan and Kel pack
I'm leanin to the left, T.I. hat
Ion rap bout no bricks, I don't sell that
Play with me fuck nigga, Ima get you wacked
Talkin' spicy on the net? that'll get you smacked
Instagram thuggin huh? I ain't in to that
Lil' dawg catch body for me for a fitted hat
You drop one of mines and bitch we goin' tit for tat

(Verse 2)

Niggas gotta chill through this bitch

Niggas gotta chill through this bitch before I expose dawg
Seen boy in the club Ima fold dawg
So many shots out this bitch sound like a roll call
You ain't no real nigga boy you a whole fraud
Get some twists in my hair and pop you like I'm O Dawg
Paint dawg head like Wendy I'll four for four dawg
Last year around this time I was a nobody
Came up off my own bitch I don't owe nobody
Why you speakin' on them dead when you ain't got no bodies?
Drink lean and get pussy I got both hobbies

(Chorus)
Two Three on me but ain't no Jordan's with me
It's about to get live let me record them titties
Took her to Detroit made her go to L.George's with me
Bitch broke, she can't afford to spend me
All eyes on me, I ain't talkin' Fendi
Leave a pussy smokin', just like a chimney
Drinkin' all this lean, fuckin' up my kidney
Bad white bitch, I think she go by the name of Sidney

(Verse 3)
My niggas really kill you and they reduct your niggas
They'll run up in your crib, fuck how your feelin'
My nigga caught a body and threw up like it's morning sickness
I'm really hard, and you? You don't know the feelin'
Everybody talkin' bout I'm cap but don't approach me with it
Know you gotta state your name when you approach me nigga
Yeah [?] spell it with a K I done coached these niggas
If I find out who killed Gabe Ima rope that nigga
Been on my own back my own lane yeah I'm a loner
Wonder how it feel cuz your man in a coma
Shit fucked up cuz they said that nigga was a soldier
Throw that nigga in the wild feed that nigga to the vultures
I don't do this for the likes but for the fuckin' culture
Heard you hustle for some jeans and some Jordan's
I'll hustle buy a crib wanna pay off a mortgage
I remember wantin' the latest J's and couldn't afford it