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jtl jaido – gta lyrics

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[hook]
gta, i’m wasted
i don’t even want your b+tch she basic
your flow old, yeah it’s copy and pasted
give no f+cks, yeah i think i misplaced em
get a b+tch quick, you the type to chase em
i just rolled two blunts imma face em
home run you be stuck at first base uh
moving fast in the whip like i’m racing
sipping on something gta i’m

[verse 1]
yeah i’m wasted
sipping straight from the bottle, no chaser
used to be nervous hands shakin
now i spit a chorus and she get her ass shaking
yeah, go and shake it for the dollar bills
we be smoking on the gas, we ain’t popping pills
if you got it roll it up like a ferris wheel
and she get freaky like a circus you know i’m for real
yeah i’m way too hard
gotta go and restart it
she threw me up the cat, odell how i caught it
harden with the step back sh+t they can’t guard it
she ride it like a skateboard, she be too gnarly
berries in the blunt you can taste it
you get jaido on a song, he gon grace it
told my brother he won’t work another day shift
henny in the cup
[hook]
gta, i’m wasted
i don’t even want your b+tch she basic
your flow old, yeah it’s copy and pasted
give no f+cks, yeah i think i misplaced em
get a b+tch quick, you the type to chase em
i just rolled two blunts imma face em
home run you be stuck at first base uh
moving fast in the whip like i’m racing
sipping on something gta i’m

[verse 2]
in the whip yeah i’m racing like i’m scared of the dark
really thought he had a hit but he been missing the mark
if you f+ckin with the crew, better off drowning a shark
push the whip, do the dash like i’m pushin a cart
you get hit like a cart or some nic’ b+tch
he got beef an want smoke, i got brisket
i don’t cut hair but make his wig split
suit and ties for the crew, we mean business
if you ain’t talking bout the money than i don’t wanna talk
hit her good she walking funny, she forgot how to walk
i’m the kid that hit your b+tch in gucci socks with the crocs
florida boy i’m on the wave, you know they all gonna flock
told lil’ baby go and shake it
everybody been said i wouldn’t make it
all the hits in the chest imma take it
throwing money, i don’t give a f+ck
[hook]
gta, i’m wasted
i don’t even want your b+tch she basic
your flow old, yeah it’s copy and pasted
give no f+cks, yeah i think i misplaced em
get a b+tch quick, you the type to chase em
i just rolled two blunts imma face em
home run you be stuck at first base uh
moving fast in the whip like i’m racing
sipping on something gta i’m



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