crvshfuoco – gta lyrics
[chorus]
uh, how much i done made today?
i could recreate this whip, i got on gta
if the boys pull up behind me, i know what to say
in the strait, they can’t keep up, i might just get away
i got the gang in the back of this b+tch on go, why you think i’m in a truck?
he couldn’t tell we was five deep ’cause of the tints, hop out this b+tch like, “wassup”
i just copped all the pieces i need for the glock, it don’t jam so you ran out of luck
i got a regular clip and my opp got a .30, that’s why his bullets is stuck
he don’t what he should do with the pack when he got it, should’ve just took it to us
boy got the cleezy, the goose and he thought he was lit, but he still wait for the bus
i never wait for the bus, i got so much bread, i would off the weight of the bus
n+ggas wan’ tweet ’bout the gang when we not in the room, why you don’t say it to us?
[verse]
hop in the booth and that young n+gga crvsh go insane, same day that i hopped off a plane
security checking my bag ’cause i got mad racks just to bring to the money exchange
these n+ggas be thinking they got what i got going on, tell them n+ggas to stay in they lane
i just copped brodie a brand new beam for his birthday, not he be aiming at brains
cost like ten racks for a set of new ties, so i’ma bug in the rain
i touch an m and i’m buying my mama a crib, y’all n+ggas blow it on chains
i don’t got six zeros at the end of my one, so i’m still puttin’ in pain
step to the mic and i trailblaze over these beats, n+ggas start calling me dame’
n+ggas get mad at the player for playing the game, watching my pockets, they lame
just copped a watch, got the plain jane and this sh+t mine, cashed out every dime
big ass watch on my wrist, and if you ask, i’ll still say, “i don’t got the time”
brand new shotty, i’m doing a n+gga like bane, choppa gon’ blow out his spine
i’ll f+ck around, pour a whole d+mn pint in a drink, this n+gga saving a line
i’ll f+ck around, smoke a whole d+mn zip in a day, he scr+ping pennies for dimes
p+ssy gon’ hop in the booth, do a whole lot of cappin’, he just say the sh+t ’cause it rhyme
i’m like the sun when it rise in the morning lil’ n+gga, n0body blocking my shine
[chorus]
uh, how much i done made today?
i could recreate this whip, i got on gta
if the boys pull up behind me, i know what to say
in the strait, they can’t keep up, i might just get away
i got the gang in the back of this b+tch on go, why you think i’m in a truck?
he couldn’t tell we was five deep ’cause of the tints, hop out this b+tch like, “wassup”
i just copped all the pieces i need for the glock, it don’t jam so you ran out of luck
i got a regular clip and my opp got a .30, that’s why his bullets is stuck
he don’t what he should do with the pack when he got it, should’ve just took it to us
boy got the cleezy, the goose and he thought he was lit, but he still wait for the bus
i never wait for the bus, i got so much bread, i would off the weight of the bus
n+ggas wan’ tweet ’bout the gang when we not in the room, why you don’t say it to us?
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