GTA Lyfestyle (Explicit) 歌詞
GTA Lyfestyle (Explicit) - Young Nudy
Lyrics by:Quantavious T. Thomas/Edward Maclin Cooper III/Sean Robertson
Composed by:Quantavious T. Thomas/Edward Maclin Cooper III/Sean Robertson
All that
All that
This this is my lifestyle this is me
You know me baby Slimeball coupe
Yeah you know I'm on the block n***a uh
You know I'm on the block with my Nikes on
My G Star jeans you know what I mean you know
My shirt my lifestyle
My plain t shirt this my lifestyle
The Glock 30 work
He's a big stepper talk that s**t can't check it
Play with me b***h you get checked like checkers
Head to head n***a we ain't playin' no chess
We bust in that door we gon' show who the best
Thirties and hollows n***a where you at
Hang out the roof shootin' out a 'Vette
Grand Theft Auto
When I do a donut on your block
I'ma shoot with the stick Grand Theft Auto
I feel like Michael when I hit a lick
I feel like Franklin when I lead a lick
Swervin' through the traffic gettin' away from 12
Hit the booty club and blow me some L's
Blowin' that money on that b***h in front me
Smokin' that green sticky like a Kermit
Feelin' like Frogger leap and hit the stick
And when I aim at you I swear I won't miss
I'm killin' my opps and ain't worried 'bout s**t
You act like you macho I show you a b***h
I'm East Atlanta and I stand on this s**t
I'm 'bout that gunplay yeah I'm straight from the bricks
I'm really gangster you not built for this s**t
When you was in the school I was hittin' licks
While you was tryna flirt I'm f**kin' the b***h
You in the locker room talkin' she suckin' my dick
Young n***a s**t
Now I get money I came from s**t
Now I got this money I'm rich
Now I ain't worried 'bout no b***h
I ain't finna give a b***h s**t
You talkin' 'bout the setup get hit with the glick
I'm psycho maniac when I got the stick
I'm movin' so gangster yeah I'm with the s**t
I pull out the toilet s**ttin' on your b***h
B***h said I wasn't gon' be nothin' but I am
I came a long way from smokin' a gram
I smoke out the pound I smoke up an ounce
That thirty minute smoke that s**t is so loud
I'm kickin' and boolin' in the 'yo now
It's thirty thousand for a show now
So I gotta go hard now I need more now
All these godd**n hoes 'round
Yeah you know that this lifestyle man I love this s**t
I'm gettin' money not above this s**t
I still trap make money with my brother b***h no other s**t
I hang with same n***as I been rockin' with
You try my dawg n***a we bustin' your wig
The drive by s**t man we shootin' at grandma and kids
Y'all n***as not with the s**t
And free my homie them down in the pen
They stab a n***a just to get the s**t in
They handle this and then they handle that
And then they Cash App you know I get this s**t in
And don't say my name when you in the pen
You know you n***as and these statements
Talking 'bout Slime doin' this and that
N***a can't say s**t I don't say s**t
I don't know s**t no ho s**t
Got plenty money no broke s**t
I pay my lawyer just to handle it
Then it get done quick yeah
Sick with the money do s**t get it done
These b***hes f**kin' for the money for fun
She really want a thousand but
I gave that b***h some ones
Yeah I gave the b***h some ones some ones
And I f**ked the b***h yeah with my gun
In my hand b***h I don't trust nothin' nah
B***h might be tryna get a n***a set up
While he gettin' his dick sucked d**n
But it might be the ***
'Cause I'm trippin' I'm sippin' the uh yeah uh
Dirty that mud know I like *** all in my cup
I don't give a f**k
I'm on the block I'm posted with the thugs
And I got my gun me and my cut
And I really don't need it 'cause I
Know these P***y n***as not f**kin' with us
But if you play gangster we sendin' them slugs
And I hang with killers they don't give a f**k
And they like save money and ***
I'm a young n***a like them man
I don't give a f**k no I don't
Young n***a s**t
Now I get money I came from s**t
Now I got this money I'm rich
Now I ain't worried 'bout no b***h
I ain't finna give a b***h s**t
You talkin' 'bout the setup get hit with the glick
I'm psycho maniac when I got the stick
I'm movin' so gangster yeah I'm with the s**t
I pull out the toilet s**ttin' on your b***h
B***h said I wasn't gon' be nothin' but I am
I came a long way from smokin' a gram
I smoke out the pound I smoke up an ounce
That thirty minute smoke that s**t is so loud
I'm kickin' and boolin' in the 'yo now
It's thirty thousand for a show now
So I gotta go hard now I need more now
All these godd**n hoes 'round goddamn hoes 'round
Godd**n hoes 'round