Lyrics Gimmi Dat - Young Greatness

Gimmi Dat - Young Greatness
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gimmi Dat , by -Young Greatness
Song from the album: Bloody Summer
In the genre:Рэп и хип-хоп
Release date:30.10.2017
Song language:English
Record label:Mile High
Age restrictions: 18+

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Gimmi Dat
Gimme that bay that bay
I got flexing my bitch in a bay
Stunt hard on these bitches I look at you like a fortune
I be the flame spitter I be cooking up for the block
Nothing can not for the thoughts ay
Hop on my shit like it’s hot ay
Hella dripping on my feet hey
I’ma turn up on a pussy nigga I’ma show
We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we hold
We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we holding
Bitch you looking like some minions be floor for me
All these dummies they be shine like straight fluid
Caught a traffic jam I get escape threw it
Bitch look a top on my turf
I cup up blood on your shirt
Nigga you look when they see me
I brake the bank like I pay for it
I drop a four like I praise for it
The shardy fuck me like she slave for it
I be trapping in a graveyard
The rubber bands are my goal y’all
Give me that gimme that gimme that gimme that
Gimme that bay that bay
I got flexing my bitch in a bay
Stunt hard on these bitches I look at you like a fortune
I be the flame spitter I be cooking up for the block
Nothing can not for the thoughts ay
Hop on my shit like it’s hot ay
Hella dripping on my feet hey
I’ma turn up on a pussy nigga I’ma show
We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we hold
We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we holding
Gimme that bring me that
Dummie do it make a fay
My haters coming in a blank
Couple shooters like a tank
We be flexing everyday ay
Pussy nigga what you say ay
You just really in the way ay
You don’t wanna feel the K hey
I flexing you mother fuckers counting paper
For really I bole whole like a laker
Gimme that bag I’m gonna fuck a beach
And all of my blood brothers yeah they rich
Gimme that bay that bay
I got flexing my bitch in a bay
Stunt hard on these bitches I look at you like a fortune
I be the flame spitter I be cooking up for the block
Nothing can not for the thoughts ay
Hop on my shit like it’s hot ay
Hella dripping on my feet hey
I’ma turn up on a pussy nigga I’ma show
We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we hold
We don’t talk about no fucking chain but we holding

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