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ron titanium - gms lyrics

shout out to my real n-ggas flexing in the ‘dos’
hottest in the city, if you ain’t know it now you know
i hate them n-ggas who all think they got it but they don’t
’til a real n-gga gotta show them how it really go

i used to play those childish games but now i’m getting older
i cut the bullsh-t, stop chasing women, i hit em up and call em over
somebody tell dane on my way
i just booked another flight from the dos now i’m heading to la

i hit up g-flex early mornings, tell him work the magic
i’m tryna make that guala flip because i’m sick of trapping
‘cuz i got steph with the connects and a little baking soda
in the kitchen cooking with that wrist motion, wrist motion

i roll one for right na
i need a little ting for the summer right na
i told her i was down for tonight, i can give ya what ya like
if ya man don’t treat you right
come and pop i for a real one right na
we can do this right na
so tell me how you feeling for me right na
man!

you ain’t gotta tell me twice
if you down for tonight
watch me catch a flight
and hit you with the quick quick quick quick!

i remember being nothing back in ‘011
i was struggling to chase my dreams, to make sh-t happen
man, that was back when we was kids
back before the grip
when mani stole the whip
i’m talkin back when terrance used to spark up 106
oooh! i had to take em way back!
i’m talking back before rozay had bought the maybach
this generation won’t believe me when i say that
the way my day set
i be chilling at the spot where your bae at

going up! right na!
somebody tell my city that i’m on right na!
man! tell them boys i’m legit
and them n-ggas ain’t sh-t
if you wanna test the kid
we could settle that problem right na

watch me k!ll em right na
ain’t a n-gga in my squad giving f-cks right na
man! the way i’m runnin’ sh-t
you don’t wanna see me trip
leftside known to flip real quick, quick, quick, quick!

gotta ball, gotta get the grip
i be stuntin’ at the mall with the whip
i’m a young ray allen with the wrist
straight jumping out the gym
oh you f-ckin with the kid? no who you f-ckin with?

who you know be f-ckin with the kid?
imma shut his as down with the swiftness
i know some n-ggas who could put you in a ditch
for a ounce of eartha kitt
if they don’t take ya life , they finna take ya b-tch right na

so come and test it right na
oh lord…

put me on right na
put me on right na, got my whole d-mn squad turnin up right na
man!

so put me on right na, put me on right na
my squad got the whole city up right na
man! these n-ggas ain’t raising no alarms right na
you f-ckin with a real grown man right na

put me on right na, put me on right na
these n-ggas ain’t causin no harm right na
when you see me fl1ck the wrist
and you see that thing swish, got you looking like a b-tch
tell that n-gga fix my nets right na

so put me on right na

this is some grown man sh-t
i’m on some grown man sh-t
girl, i just want the p-ssy f-ck that romance sh-t
you be on the road on some “no man sh-t”
and i be in the club on some “throw bands sh-t”

cuz this that grown man sh-t
yea i’m on some grown man sh-t
and you don’t need no n-gga on some broke man sh-t
you don’t need no n-gga that’s gon slow down sh-t
girl, you just need a n-gga that’s gon hold down sh-t!

and i’m gon hold down sh-t…
oh lord

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