G Season
Okay
Aye man
I'm sucka free, sucka back until all them suckas get
The f**k out my way man
You understand?
G season!
Told you motherf**kers once, prison ain't changed me
All it did was made a ni**a crazy, deranged see?
Psycho, nuts so, what I give a f**k fo?
All I know now is to get out and go for the gusto
So, f**k niggas, f**k hoes
They said, she said, ni**a and what, so?
F**k what they say 'bout my cases,
F**k what they say 'bout my lady
F**k what they say we were doing on that day of visitation
All I care 'bout is my updater, the scripture of probation
How much dough I'm set to makin',
Where I'm gon go on vacation
Wait, damn
Okay, that's way too far ahead of me
So I'm just tryina take it day to day if they were never G
3 cop cars by the 3's
B**ches call me Papa John cuz I keep that ni**a's cheese
Overseas in the sun, living for the fun
In Milan with some bad b**ches, probly want a youngin
What will it done? All the mama done
Ride foreign, comes drawin, getting blown like a blunt
I'm the bomb, terrorist, hella rich, record sh*t
Ni**a ask about me, homie I suggest you tell em this
I'm sucka duckin, I'm sucka free
You ain't a G? don't f**k with me
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
Pimp placed on my a**, the more I'm b**ch I'm ballin
Killin all my haters, say yo momma pick it often
Hundred rack shorty, I just got ta pick a talker
Put my name on that flyer, watch the party get retarded
And I got crazy in that b**ch, feel like baby in that b**ch
Got your lady on my dick cuz I got like 80 on my wrist
KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in that b**ch
Stop eatin, just throwin money like they played me for that sh*t, hold up
Caught it in the back, now I'm that ni**a in the front
Shorty want the real and I'mma give er what she want
OG ni**a, you can put it in the blunt
F**kin all the baddest b**ches, I'mma hit em from the front
Good to see their faces on it when a ni**a lay it on em
Every time she had a dick I tell her go to making all that
Lord have mercy, these b**ches thirsty
I'm the mercy, she kissin on me ushy, we in this b**ch
I'm sucka duckin, I'm sucka free
That's your main b**ch? She f**kin me
I don't f**k with niggas, I'm a f**kin G
This Meek Millie, C I f**kin P
I'm sucka duckin, I'm sucka free
You ain't a G? don't f**k with me
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
My best flow too cold and jet bring it out
But go to talkin crazy thugh, you get yourself singled out
Half a million bucks to pass the whole arena out
Being a sucka I don't need the first thing about
You get the scene, about to come in at your face
Like a volcano hell, lava running out your face
Hey, if your a** out of place
You done find the weathers they took away, I replaced
What can I say? Another D, another case
Another sentence completed, I'm confident and conceded
I'm sucka free, sucka duck and so tell them suckas to beat it
Don't f**k with me, buster trust me your future will be deleted
Such a G, ain't no touching me, luckily I defeated the all
But out my two alarm glory to go
And I ain't even Islamic, so sick whenever I bondage
Just throw me a mill or two and that ought to settle my stomach
Box of money he done it, call me Mr. HeRentIt
These niggas ain't really bout it,
They just be speaking ebonics
I'm nothing short of iconic
Promise you you don't want it
Strong as gin & tonic, my left you won't see it coming
My right should be running from it,
I catch you with it – you buried
I'mma keep it 100, I better get you a gun
Word bond, real talk
Be my girdle by my lonely cuz these suckas will talk
I'm sucka duckin, I'm sucka free
You ain't a G? don't f**k with me
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
Them sucka niggas out of style, G season
