870glizzy - chose a g lyrics
intro
evil empire, laughing all the way to the bank
i told the hoe to pick an alphabet from a to z
the hoe chose a g, y’all understand me
hook
told her pick a letter a to z
and she chose a g
fanta and a pint of wock (wock)
that’s all lil eight need
everything i did for them
but they still chose to go against me
b+tch, i’m feeling like uncle ruckus
(this can’t be)
rollin’ doja, cat!
this that demon pack
b+tch they call me 8+ball cause i’m always in my sack
always in my bag, uh, gat!
know i’m grippin’ that
xd
put him on tv, but this ain’t disney
verse
last n+gga, dissed me
pulled up left him p+ssy
po me up a double cup
r.i.p. to pimp c
n+ggas wanna try out to be gang but they ain’t make the cut
i was skretchin’ drank
with that kayro b+tch i call it cut
vampire with thеm bands, i’m bout to count
i get them bands and then i’m out
if i said it, thеn i’ma go stand on that
i’ma show them what lil 8 be about
i’m tryna catch me a opp but they stay in the house
boy this sh+t just like cat & a mouse
they are not coming out
cause they know we got them macs
and we cl!ckin’ on sh+t like a mouse
every day i be on point
just like the head on phineas
let them believe what they want
i cannot argue with idiots
catch them in real life, b+tch em
i up my 40, they don’t say a word
you would’ve thought that that lil’ boy mute
that glock 40 got that boy soundin’ like ferb
choppin’, choppin’, knockin
knock, knock, knockin’ like jehovah witness
if you, if, if, if you not gettin’ paid
then why you in they business
all that hatin’ sh+t y’all doin
that’s a bad habit
y’all be quick to speak on sh+t
thats out y’alls tax bracket (i just)
saved her contact under icloud way she back it up
this b+tch bad as f+ck
i can’t lie, that hoe type tuff
yeah, she like money, money, money
i got plenty of it
said she wanna touch it
for a player, she gon’ bust it
hook
told her pick a letter a to z
and she chose a g
fanta and a pint of wock (wock)
that’s all lil eight need
everything i did for them
but they still chose to go against me
b+tch, i’m feeling like uncle ruckus
(this can’t be)
rollin’ doja, cat!
this that demon pack
b+tch they call me 8+ball cause i’m always in my sack
always in my bag, uh, gat!
know i’m grippin’ that
xd
put him on tv, but this ain’t disney
told her pick a letter a to z
and she chose a g
fanta and a pint of wock (wock)
that’s all lil eight need
everything i did for them
but they still chose to go against me
b+tch, i’m feeling like uncle ruckus
(this can’t be)
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