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liveraw gbt - bars & shoppin' lyrics

[intro: ishaan]

ha
we bouta fool, it’s ishaan
ay l-o call easy, we bouta mob
ah, let’s hit the mall
uh, all i hear is money machines, ah
p-ss me that bag right there
uh huh, let’s fill the car up real quick, right
ishaan, ishaan

[verse 1: ishaan the rit god]

n-ggas always saying mi casa, su casa
but most of these n-ggas lying, mufasa
the polo doctor, dark shades like big poppa
bottles of vodka, lightsabers like chewbacca
block like zach randolph, step on green like a play golf
the baddest b-tches running back, just to get a hand off
i tell em’ keep the change, dimes and nickles is weak
they still sit it in the bag, quarter back sneak
nike t-shirt, bo jackson sneaks
suited up, like i’m bouta run a track meet
yo girl tryna get wifed, but that’s not me
the only language that she speak is skeet skeet
polo bed spreads, those my freak sheets
smash her in the yukon, until the seats squeak
they think they big meech, larry hoover
i think ya’ll got alot of dreams, martin luther
and let em’ know that i’m a villian, lex luger
and let em’ know im old school, beach cruiser
and all these n-ggas making comments, youtubers
dallas mavericks, i keep a team full of shooters
my weekly dinner arrangements is pf changs
you better break fast playing ihop games
diamonds playing lazer tag in my mans chain
team full of real n-ggas, wu tang clan

[verse 2: detroit l-o]

i hit the mall, pop some tags, checks like a nike box
just came from the mall, she let me hit her in her nike shox
hit j. alexanders, benihanas, or the pfc
meal came quick, you would think my chef was lil b
every time i pull a loaf, these females be surrounding me
l-o be that dog, but these ladies blood hounding me
i’m the king, they crowning me, cuz i’m that one
i keep a check on the side, like an air force one
you keep talking sl!ck, get your mouth peeled
yo girl a freak, she stay next to the d, like southfield
just watch when i get out here, watch my bank do math
been spitting bars since ishaan lived over on schoolcraft
by any means i gotta get it
have my bro put the j’s to your head, like toronto fitteds
b-tch
i bang out, hang out, n-ggas pulled the range out
l-o the cashier, how i’m pulling change out

[interlude: easy dae]

woooooo boy
uh, uh, uh, uh
b-tch

[verse 3: easy dae]

sit back, relax
b-tch let me smack that -ss, in fact
yea my n-ggas run hoes, so how about we back track
don’t want that p-ssy, no no, too easy, naw scratch that
you got alot of brain, so how bout’ you throw yo head back
thick fine thang, yea that’s a d-mn shame
beat the p-ssy up, got you running like a freight train
since we on the same track, yea that’s a great thang
i like my b-tches tall, something like a great dane
the b-tch i’m spittin’ bout’, i met her when i hit the mall
cash the ol’ louis, gucci, prada, she got it all
now that’s the chick i wanna see when i hit the mall

[outro: l-o, easy & ishaan]

yea, n-gga
ya’ll n-ggas ain’t f-cking with us when we hit the mall
got b-tches
got the clothes, got the shoes, got the gucci, all you wanna f-ck with n-gga
we got yo girl n-gga, f-ck you mean
boy
b-tch
ain’t no big sean but we say it, boy
ishaan in this b-tch, n-gga detroit l-o n-gga
what up n-gga, yea, told ya’ll n-ggas we about to hit the mall
f-ck you n-gga
when i hit the mall
ay n-gga, ay yo girl told you about when we ran stos n-gga?
n-ggas b-tches is calling me, these b-tches really calling me
i’m so serious, i wish ya’ll could see the call log right now
n-ggas b-tches is calling me
i’m so serious, it’s more than a song, n-ggas b-tches is really calling

- liveraw gbt lyrics

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