G-19

Yeah G nineteen on my lap ya RG Ya ya G nineteen in my bag yeah woah Walked in with da pack woah I said walked in wit da pack ah G nineteen on my lap Walked it wit da pack Smokin dope till I pass On the real bitch I hated class On the real bitch I hated class Oh you for real bih I didn′t ask Puffin on dope Ion smoke no gas You can't hold onto the past I said fuck class fuck a hall pass I be sipping slow but I ball fast Fuck his ass he aint getting stick back He get sticked up wit his bitchass Never cross me on that big path Its a small world but it′s a big path ah Put his ahh in a Zigzag Watch em tweaking bad at the kickback How the fuck you ain't get yo shit back Flick of the wrist watch it flick it got kickback Watch out u get sticked up can't get ya blick back Im talking two wit the two with the mix match Woah Mix match woah huh Mix match hah Woah yeaaa yaaa aa Baby I done did my dance I could mix n match woah I been on the scene like im fuckin dispatch woah I can′t take your word always hear you talking this and that Cream soda flat watch me put a fifth innat Yea my ooter like a bley blade rip it once its spinning back Im talking nine on the Mac Tony romo nine on the back Im talking nine on the back Making music off this Mac Need mo racks I need some plaques Im tryna kick doors fuck a door dash You watch ya tone you could get toe tagged Ya u watch ya tone you get toe tagged woah Yuh life ain′t a game boy this ain't no tag You gotta wake up get a bag Feelin empty like a mag You could feel the pain feel the drag Im on the bright side raise the flag I done been picked on like a scab You gotta go bitch call a cab Right now you gotta go woah Can′t trust these hoes noo woah Had to switch my flow ooo woah Can't take no more woah euhh