Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song G$FB, artist - YG. Album song Blame It On The Streets, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: DEF JAM, Universal Music
Song language: English
G$FB |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And I ride the main line, up and down Rosecrans I’m gon' shine |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And I be on that Pac shit, Long Beach Boulevard, I knock shit |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And you already know, dope come first, you gotta hold |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
My side bitch on the corner, my Barbie bitch is with a tool |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
Gettin' money, fuck snitches, boo-boo in a ditch |
Beat up a nigga who diss, cause he ain’t with the shit |
He ain’t a P, I don’t trip |
Then I’m back up in the fast lane gettin' to the money |
Your bitch is ho-in', these bitches love money, get with it |
So I put 'em on, all of 'em grown, they get dope |
And all you need to do is just give 'em a lil' coke |
So I slide that knowin' you hide that, pass the bomb back |
Gon' and suck the dick before you get a little bread |
And I’ma hit the double up |
So I smacked the booty, eyes locked, Henny in my hand |
Throw the brand up, different feeling, drivin' |
I made it |
My niggas are payin', and I ain’t takin' no payments |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And I ride the main line, up and down Rosecrans I’m gon' shine |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And I be on that Pac shit, Long Beach Boulevard, I knock shit |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And you already know, dope come first, you gotta hold |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
My side bitch on the corner, my Barbie bitch is with a tool |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
Ol' raggedy ass bitch |
Throwin' tantrums, I’m tryna handle shit |
All this arguin' outside the house |
Don’t you start, I’ma knock your ass out |
You don’t wanna ho, that’s cool |
You gon' get a job or take your ass to school |
Bitch we need all them financials |
Or I can put you in a car to Seattle |
And we gon' be good when them pills hit |
Set up shop in your hood like a pilgrim |
My bitch envyin', they switch life divvyin' |
No Gilligan, the K lit, hit civilians |
Ooh the nerve of niggas |
I found my own lane, why they mergin' with us? |
Money in the air, fuck birds and feelings |
They’re for my niggas still servin' a sentence |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And I ride the main line, up and down Rosecrans I’m gon' shine |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And I be on that Pac shit, Long Beach Boulevard, I knock shit |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And you already know, dope come first, you gotta hold |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
My side bitch on the corner, my Barbie bitch is with a tool |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
Only want 4, I used to knock hoes |
When it got slow, I used to rob |
Why you fuckin' with them lame niggas? |
I’m the same nigga that flame niggas, I bang niggas |
I was only 18 when I was pimpin' |
Set that bitch down right by Disney Land |
I’d rather give you my bitch |
Than to let you sip on my last ounce of Actavis |
Now it’s back to them bands |
Back to them grands, whole lot of shit on my hands |
What’s happenin? |
All in South Central, I was pimpin' |
I was servin' them niggas like evictions |
Look, kick back smokin' Backwoods |
Without a real ho your pimpin' ain’t that good |
They ain’t nothin' but a bitch to me |
And y’all know that bitches ain’t shit to me |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And I ride the main line, up and down Rosecrans I’m gon' shine |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And I be on that Pac shit, Long Beach Boulevard, I knock shit |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
And you already know, dope come first, you gotta hold |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |
My side bitch on the corner, my Barbie bitch is with a tool |
Gettin' money, fuckin' bitches |