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g herbo - this n that lyrics

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[verse 1: g herbo & lil yachty]
you want me to love you, always tell me, i just wanna f-ck
know sometimes you wish that you ignored me when i said, “what’s up”
and she got a man (i don’t like no pictures when she on the gram)
can’t be f-ckin’ fans (she was sneakin’ pictures with me off the xans)
i ain’t never took a b-tch on dates
hit her job, suck my d-ck on break
i’ma try to run through all her friends
f-ck ’em once and never call again
i’ma try to run through all her friends
run through friends like i run through bands
running sh-t every chance i get
go’n call me the running man
running man, running man
running sh-t, go’n run my bands
love no b-tch, only love my fans
running man, running man

[chorus: jeremih]
she tryna come to the crib, she wanna do this and that
she say i do it real good, she tell her friends this and that
pull up in front of the club, you know i’m in this or that
i mix my balmain with goyard, i be fresh in this and that
b-tch or b-tch like this and that
told my jeweler this and that
look at my cup like, “what’s in that?”
she told me to put this in that

[verse 2: g herbo & lil yachty]
listen baby, i know that you wanna be on the side of me
know you ’round me just to get high with me
b-tch you better not lie to me
every time i’m with you somethin’ just go wrong, d-mn i’m like an allergy
always wanna talk about my other hoes, tryna make -n-logies
balmain and goyard, that sh-t fire to me
cost you 3k just to get fly with me (straight up)
f-ck from the back now lil b-tch ride on me (lil boat)
clock out and lil yachty go after me
b-tch it’s big boat from the [?]
all them colored stones look a lil cloudy
i want a beamer coupe, b-tch not no audi
i f-ck with bad b-tches, not no thotties
b-tch you used to try to sh-t on me
now them diamonds really glist on me
i walk in and they don’t frisk on me
mixed b-tch look like brisk on me
i ain’t never need no b-tch homie
i ain’t hear you, probably ’cause i’m rich homie
neck gold but my wrist platinum
i done made the young n-gg- anthem
told them hoes i only want one night
bet her older brother try to fight
got the motto, b-tches eatin’ d-ck up
bet she gag on it like a hiccup
lil boat

[chorus: jeremih]
she tryna come to the crib, she wanna do this and that
she say i do it real good, she tell her friends this and that
pull up in front of the club, you know i’m in this or that
i mix my balmain with goyard, i be fresh in this and that
b-tch or b-tch like this and that
told my jeweler this and that
look at my cup like, “what’s in that?”
she told me to put this in that

[verse 3: lil yachty & g herbo]
how rude to me
that p-ssy look just like food to me
but i won’t eat it ’cause i ain’t going
b-tch i ain’t stupid, i know you hoing
b-tches hate f-cking with rappers now
coppers don’t shoot at the crackers now
but i’m not racist ’cause y’all say ‘n-gg-‘
might a post a picture of several figures
and i’m that n-gg-
i’m countin’ nothin’ under seven figures
i’m fresh as f-ck in the strip club
walk in that b-tch just to show love
f-ck around, don’t even throw none’, sike
you know i got throw them racks up
throw that sh-t up, let it stack up
thirty on me if they act up
wake up tomorrow, run a sack up
i spent a check on a new sweater
only got two letters, mama say i gotta do better
f-ck n-gg-s mad ’cause them racks on me
smell like pasto ’cause them ‘thrax on me

[chorus: jeremih]
she tryna come to the crib, she wanna do this and that
she say i do it real good, she tell her friends this and that
pull up in front of the club, you know i’m in this or that
i mix my balmain with goyard, i be fresh in this and that
b-tch or b-tch like this and that
told my jeweler this and that
look at my cup like, “what’s in that?”
she told me to put this in that



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