Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GG, artist - Buck FiftyDate of issue: 13.03.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
GG |
| Hi, my name’s Ryan |
| You might wanna turn this the fuck up (Oh my gosh, D. Rein) |
| Slap this shit on your motherfuckin' 808s |
| Yeah |
| Flow sick (Ouu), I be rappin' with a snotty nose (Ugh) |
| Dope shit (Shit), like there’s syringes in yo' audio |
| Used to hit licks (What?), but now I let the body flow (Yeah) |
| Runnin' through these tracks, ouu, workin' on my cardio |
| Pass out (Ouu), smokin' dope to the face (Uh) |
| Ash out (What?), all the weed on the plate (Huh) |
| Pour up (Uh), feel good then I skate (Skrr) |
| Hold up (Skrr, skrr), don’t get in my way (Ayy) |
| Yuh, I don’t care about a hater or a bitch (Fuck a hoe) |
| On my, they all black just like my whip (Just like my whip) |
| It’s a fact, four-hunnid bitches on my ship (All on my ship) |
| It’s a fact, you is a fool and you a lick (You is a lick) |
| I don’t care about a hater or a bitch (You is a bitch) |
| On my, they all black just like my whip (Just like my car) |
| It’s a fact, four-hunnid bitches on my ship (Right in my boat) |
| It’s a fact, you is a fool and you a lick (You is a lick) |
| I don’t care about a hater or a bitch (Or a bitch) |
| On my, they all black just like my whip (Just like my car) |
| It’s a fact, four-hunnid bitches on my ship (Right on my boat) |
| It’s a fact, you is a fool and you a lick (And you a lick) |
| I don’t care about a hater or a bitch (Or a bitch) |
| On my, they all black just like my whip (Just like my car) |
| It’s a fact, four-hunnid bitches on my ship (All on my boat, uh-huh) |
| It’s a fact, you is a fool and you a lick (You is a lick) |
| Everybody in my team kings, castle is different |
| Always keep pills on me, had to burn the prescriptions |
| If your ears is virgin, I advise your ass not to listen |
| Niggas definitions of bitches, here as my witness |
| I just make it rain, everybody get cocaine |
| Bitch, I’m on a plane, just left Brazil, now I’m in Spain |
| Glued to the gang, so I’m still stuck inside my ways |
| I got road rage, so that means stay inside your lane |
| I be, on (Uh), Biscayne (Bitch) |
| I, left (Yeah), your bitch, came (Shit) |
| Niggas, change (Yeah), for the, fame (Yeah) |
| You a, lame (Bitch), Billy what I claim (Blatt) |
| Flow sick (Ouu), I be rappin' with a snotty nose (Ugh) |
| Dope shit (Shit), like there’s syringes in yo' audio |
| Used to hit licks (What?), but now I let the body flow (Yeah) |
| Runnin' through these tracks, ouu, workin' on my cardio |
| Pass out (Ouu), smokin' dope to the face (Uh) |
| Ash out (What?), all the weed on the plate (Huh) |
| Pour up (Uh), feel good then I skate (Skrr) |
| Hold up, don’t get in my way (Yeah) |