Lyrics

Yeah it's GMG music When you comin' from the bottom like I do You got to give in everything it takes just to get money And this is what we do we go after the money Let go, lord save my soul Save my soul, CCash El GivinChi Pull up pull up pull up pull up pull up pull up Pull up pull up pull up pull up pull up Had to pull up ghost ghost on these mudafukas Pull the ghost out this haters I'm a ghost rider Ridin' fast with my n- yeah we ridin' fast Run town yeah we run this shit n- All my n- in the buildin' do you feel the pashion Fashion killer I'm about to do the moonwalk Moonwalkin' ocean flow pussy so wet So wet yeah I'mma need a flying boat Bought a room with some strippers but the ain't trippin' I had to smoke that shit I'mma dope killer Mr. Pablo bitch I'ma fuck that Fuck that, ride that till I screw that Poppin' that bottle, walkin' to top Forward roll n- I'mma fly to the pussy like oh I'm on top form Junior pick the gun I'mma pop that n- like oh Had to work all day for a supper dish Had to work all night for a breakfast But now I'm high so high Flip mode yeah I'm gettin' so high Had to tell that bitch no lie She's Juliett and I'm Romeo on this shit Had to paint that shit to a payroll And the money coming fast so I say Fuck that, you ain't got that They ain't never thought the see us on the telie But I made it oh yeah I made it They ain't never thought we make it but we made it I got the bag, Gucci bag, tha duffle bag Get that bag, get that bag, tha duffle bag Gucci bag, homie watch my back, I got your back Had to pull up with some verse make it Bang Bang Told my boss Mr. CCash it's a gang gang All thanks to GMG I'm the new guy New guy flip mode yeah I'm activated Upgraded to the top n- feel me pop My n- risin' to the top with the best though Fuckin' shit we risin' up this haters talkin' it GMG n- we've been rollin' five star High five to my n- homie Chinese You'rollin' tight in the street call it GMG Real crew in the place we make it dope girl GAZILLION MONEY GANGSTAS we the best bro You said it CCash n- we gonna make the cash n- They talkin' crap GMG we runnin' top n- Risin' up from grown level to the top homie From the bottom to the top We been praisin' God spendin'up actin'up Haters they gon'fuck shit They talkin' bout us N- we been risin' up They talkin' good N- we been so dope n- spend a couple money now These n- ridin' they been talkin' shit The rap king n- rollin' back they actin'up We risin' up n- talkin' we been solo We ridin' solo for all my n- in the game gettin' dope bro Fuck that, you ain't got that They ain't never thought the see us on the telie But I made it oh yeah I made it They ain't never thought we make it but we made it I got the bag, Gucci bag, tha duffle bag Get that bag, get that bag, tha duffle bag Gucci bag, homie watch my back, I got your back Cameroon put your hands up for a real n- In the streets we pull the trigger of the fuckin' with us In the gang got me feelin' like I'm Justin Bieber My dawgs yeh overseas makin' cash yeh by the minute We gotta get the fame All of these bitches shout our name UnBreezy just got it go bang bang bang I got new wave you cannot step where a n- steppin' I got their backs cuz I know we from the trenches I just which you got mine cuz that's just how you make me feel I don't know how I drop these rhymes I know this shit insida me In the streets we never trust when we bout to go and pop a mill You know we got this shit go back to back That's a matter of fact When I pop a pic you know I pop a hashtag And I ball with homies we gotta chase the bag Fuck that I know all ma dawgs they got ma back They ain't never thought the see us on the telie But I made it oh yeah I made it They ain't never thought we make it but we made it I got the bag, Gucci bag, tha duffle bag Get that bag, get that bag, tha duffle bag Gucci bag, homie watch my back, I got your back
Writer(s): Ndongmo Eurish Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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