[Intro]
G Block (G Block)
Ayy (ayy)
Ayy (ayy)

[Chorus]
Ain't come with a G fee then she ain't hopping in this load
Can't babysit a bitch, just me and baby Dracy on the road
Twenty one hours type shit, spin as soon as we get the lo'
Dumbass wanted the trade slaps, I gave his goofy ass a ghost
I'm off this 30, but I ain't loafing, I'm on ten
WestLaneK, heard they was at that store, I slid and did my shit
From Nightingale, ain't nothing like your older homie, he got stripped
Pop door, ain't nothing like these other rappers, I got skits

[Verse]
Hit Montclair, the neighbors taking pictures with me, I'm a donkey
On Seventh Street with VVS's on my neck, I feel like Slo-Be
Before I started talkin' spicy in these songs, I popped their older homie
Jumped out with Maxx, I kicked it off, he went and got the tackle for me, you get it?
Heard he a lover boy, I'm utilizing bitches
Spoke on my bro, gon' get that B by any means for my n***a
Waist deep in this shit, lost bro and that's on Tina I've been spinnin'
Left him with a zipper, hit him six times, how he livin'?
I gotta hop in load for bro, 'cause I felt that in my soul
Had a B before the rap, ask the suckers, n***as know
Stay off live, if you don't stay outside, I'm coming if they home
I need a fee now, these hoes ain't want a G when I was broke
The last n***a didn't die, I shed a tear when he lived
I hit him six times, I know that I put fear in that bitch
Special attachments on the Dracy, making sure that I don't miss
Ran down on cuh, he shouldn't never ran his lips
If you ain't got a body, shut the fuck up
N***a, you can't fuck with me
Baby, I need fully on my gun, I don't love semi
Got her lo' and still think this bitch janky, ain't no trust in me
Ayy, when I catch you, you gon' run with him
G Block
[Chorus]
Ain't come with a G fee then she ain't hopping in this load
Can't babysit a bitch, just me and baby Dracy on the road
Twenty one hours type shit, spin as soon as we get the lo'
Dumbass wanted the trade slaps, I gave his goofy ass a ghost
I'm off this 30, but I ain't loafing, I'm on ten
WestLaneK, heard they was at that store, I slid and did my shit
From Nightingale, ain't nothing like your older homie, he got stripped
Pop door, ain't nothing like these other rappers, I got skits