Y to the Gz, Gz to the Sky
Never put an O before my Y
Even my Abuela know that
([?] demons)
Look
She texting my phone telling me she at the door, look (Like, what?)
Can’t chill with just any bitch, in my city I’m at war, look (At all)
Can have any bitch, but you the lady I adore, look (For sure)
And I want your love, but I just want the money more, look (On bro)
But for now, baby, bend that shit over (Like, what?)
Like, you put your hands on your knees
I gotta treat her like a thot ’cause she disappear when I was in Greene (Smoochie)
Like, look at me now, like, look at my watch (Like, what? Like, huh?)
All the shit that she did, I don’t know where to start (At all)
Gripping her thigh when I come out the lot (AT)
Text and drive myself when she giving me top (Look, neaky)
She said don’t pull out when I’m hitting her spot (At all, at all)
She give me that look, like, you ready or not?
Like, I got her shit spreaded and I’m with the bros, and you with your friends
You don’t gotta pretend (At all), I know you like the foreigns that I’m in
Like, bae, you the one, even though you a ten (Like, what?)
And I know I’m the one, but I’m not one of them, look (Gang, gang, gang, RPT)
She texting my phone telling me she at the door, look (Four-sev’, four-sev)
Can’t chill with just any bitch, in my city I’m at war, look (At all)
Can have any bitch, but you the lady I adore, look (For sure)
And I want your love, but I just want the money more, look (Gang, gang, gang)
Can have any bitch, but you the lady I adore
And I want your love, but I just want the money more, look (Gang, gang, gang)
She texting my phone telling me she at the door
And I want your love, but I just want the money more, look
Got a couple of questions, like, what do you want from me?
Is it me or the money?
Look, I know you in love and I want your company
Is you gon’ be there for me? (Gang, gang, gang)
But I gotta go, I’m ’bout to get a bag for a show (Like, word)
And I got some Gumbo, who got papers in tow (Like, Noah)
I gotta move cautious ’cause I’m on parole
But I stay with that, like, you already know
I gotta move cautious ’cause I’m on parole
But I stay with that, like, you already know
[Chorus]
She texting my phone telling me she at the door, look (Like, what?)
Can’t chill with just any bitch, in my city I’m at war, look (At all)
Can have any bitch, but you the lady I adore, look (For sure)
And I want your love, but I just want the money more (On bro)
Yo, it’s that DThang nigga, make ’em jiggy before we shoot ’em, you heard?
RIP Woo, like, long live Rah, like
Gang-gang-gang, gang-gang-gang
