sha gz – stay wit ya g lyrics
[intro]
grrah, like, it’s that sha gz n+gga
yall n+ggas know whats goin’ on, n+gga
every o shot, everything flocked (war’s too nasty)
suck my d+ck, n+gga (mhm, nah, turn that up, young madzz)
grrah, like
[chorus]
mr. get gritty, i stay with my g, like
i’ma try hop out and creep
put that dot on his feet, put dot to his tee, then he go
i had em’ running on feet
thats a opp right there, oh you think i ain’t peep? like
they playin’ hide and go seek, l+like
f+ck [?], reverse the v
smoke too much notti, don’t see how we see (notti)
[verse 1]
f+ck dotty, like, he was on e (bobby)
f+ck bobby, like, he should have read (dotty)
like i don’t care if the cops on the streets
i’m tryna up it and throw at his ski
catch ek, stay with ya g
y’all n+ggas really ot (suck my d+ck)
[?] who drivin’ better than me? (wait, like what?)
f+ck charlie, i’m tryna dump out the v (bow+bow+bow)
fl!ck on the beam, put thе dot on his b+tch
hold on, i’m tryna f+ck on the mitch (grrah+grrah)
charlie, zay, all in my spliff, like
nazzy, rippy, dеad right in p+ss (suck my d+ck)
most of my mans that ain’t dead, f+ck a rip (rippy)
like that boy laced, tryna get him, he slipped (bobby)
n+gga died in the back of the truck, not the whip, like, like, like (like, hold on)
i’m tryna blitz, like (hold on), like, jump at his b+tch (c+hii)
spin through they block, hit em’ and dip, like (dotty)
he tried to run, but that n+gga tripped, like grrah
we rearrange him and dip, like nah (bow+bow)
that n+gga just tried to diss (bow+bow+bow)
we gon hop out that oj, bendin’ through both ways (suck my d+ck)
if he move wock i’ma up it and+
[chorus]
mr. get gritty, i stay with my g, like
i’ma try hop out and creep
put that dot on his feet, put dot to his tee, then he go
i had em’ running on feet
thats a opp right there, oh you think i ain’t peep? like
they playin’ hide and go seek, l+like
f+ck [?], reverse the v
smoke too much notti, don’t see how we see (notti)
[outro]
f+ck dotty, like, he was on e
f+ck bobby, like, hop out and creep
put that dot on his feet, put dot to his tee, then he go
i had em’ running on feet
thats a opp right there, oh you think i ain’t peep? like
f+ck [?], reverse the v
smoke too much notti, don’t see how we see
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