[Intro]
Ay, come on man, why you playin'?

[Verse]
GT, slidin' in a GT
You can catch a young n***a ridin' in a GT
Slidin', wervin' lane to lane, man, you know that I'm the mane
Man, I go insane, man, I do this off the brain
GT, slidin' in a GT
Keep the toolie on me, n***a don't want beef
Put a n***a ass to sleep
I don't give a fuck, the hollow tip'll make a n***a sleep
Hunnid Block, you know we reppin' Uptown all day
North Miami Uptown shit, we got to keep the 'K
If you call my brother up, Dee, he'll let it spray
You come down to Miami with that flexin', you will die today
GT, slidin' in a GT
These n***as don't want no pressure wit' that CC
You already know what you reppin', Stro City
You already know y'all don't want no war wit' me
You don't want no war wit' us
Dade County 305, Miami, yeah, we run it up
Yeah, we gettin' bands and you know we don't give a fuck
Bands'll make her dance, so you that she gon' give it up
But I don't gotta pay for her
She gon' do this shit for free 'cause you know shawty fuck wit' me
Slidin' in a GT, ridin' in a GT, yeah, I rep CC
These n***as ain't friendly
But when we all come through, we wet the scene
Yeah, you know we on the scene
My n***a [?], my n***a Nell, you know my brothers fuck wit' me
Dough2x he keep the heat, he rep the Ville, he rep the [?]
You know you— Boy, you love that beef
Slidin' in a GT, ridin' in a GT, slidin' in a GT
GT, ridin' in a GT
Y'all n***as don't want no beef
Y'all n***as ain't in these streets
I'm ducked off, n***a, fuck these streets
Y'all n***as ain't finna catch me
Y'all n***as don't wanna catch heat
'Cause you know when we do, we catch [?], n***a
GT, slidin' in a GT
I don't give a fuck, swervin' lane to lane, y'all don't want it wit' me
I love bands and yellow bitches
Yeah, you know we gettin' richer
Mind your business if you got a issue, n***a, stretch the issue
Pussy n***a, stretch the issue
Guarantee the TEC'll hit you
305, we runnin' shit
You know we comin' through in this bitch and yeah, we wreckin' shit
GT, slidin' in a GT
Brand new Laguna Jeans, I still rock Laguna jeans
Shoutout to my dawg, [?]
Shoutout to my dawg, [?]
Shoutout to my dawg, [?]
Young [?], what it do? I'm still YFN
You already know, SGP, I'mma win
GT, slidin' in a GT
R.I.P. Stro Gang, y'all n***as don't want beef
R.I.P Bo Gang, R.I.P. J to the I to the double T
You know who the fuck we be
CCM, they fuck wit' me, [?], they fuck wit' me
Slidin' in that GT, ridin' in that GT
Red-on-red Corvette, yeah, you know I get the TEC
Come through, put the fuckin' pistol to yo' fuckin neck
Slidin' in a GT
Fresh as fuck and fly as hell, y'all n***as don't want these
Hands at ya' face, n***a, put you in your place
Keep the bands in my hands, man, you know I run the place