G Season (feat. Meek Mill) feat. Meek Mill

歌詞

Okay, aye man, I'm sucka-free, sucka duckin' Tell all them suckas get the fuck outta my way MAN You understand? G Season Told you motherfuckas once, prison ain't change me All it did was make a nigga crazy deranged see Psycho, nuts so, what I give a fuck for? All I know now is to get out and go for the gusto So, fuck niggas fuck hoes, he said, she said, nigga and what so? Fuck what they say bout my cases, fuck what they say bout my lady Fuck what they say we were doing on that day of visitation All I care 'bout is my out date and this nature of probation How much dough I'm set to make and where I'm gon' go on vacation Wait, damn, okay that's way too far ahead of me So I'm just tryna take it day to day if they would let a G, breath Cop cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns 'cause I keep that extra cheese Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with some bad bitches Probably wanna yawn, when will it dawn on 'em I'm a Don Ridin' foreign, curtains drawn, gettin' blown by a blond, I'm the bomb Terrorist, hella rich, wreckin' shit Nigga ask about me homie I suggest you tell 'em this I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me You sucka niggas out of style G season You sucka niggas out of style G season Meek Milly Paper plates on my Aston Martin bitch I'm ballin Killin' all my haters tell yo mama pick your coffin Hundred rounds shawty I just gotta pick a target Put my name on that flyer, watch the party get retarded And I go crazy in that bitch, stunt like Baby in that bitch Got yo lady on my dick, 'cause I got like 80 on my wrist KOD, I make it rain, I know they hate me in that bitch So I be there just throwin' money like they paid me for that shit, hold up! Started in the back now I'm that nigga in the front Shorty want the real and I'mma give her what she want OG nigga you can put it in the blunt Fuckin' all the baddest bitches, I'm a hit 'em from the front Just to see the faces on her, when a nigga lay it on her Every time she ride that dick, I tell her go Jamaican on it Lord have mercy, these bitches thirsty I'm in a Merci she kissin' on me Hershey's We in this bitch! I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free That's yo main bitch? She fuckin' me I don't fuck with niggas, I'm a fuckin' G It's Meek Milly, T.I. fuckin' P! I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me Them sucka niggas out of style G season Them sucka niggas out of style G season My best flow too cold to just bring it out But go and talkin' crazy tho' you get yourself singled out Half a million bucks a pack a whole arena out Bein' a sucka I don't know the first thing about You get the seen about cummin' out yo face Like a volcano have lava runnin' out yo face Hey, if yo ass out of place You'll find the weapons they took away I'll replace What can I say? Another year, another case Another sentence completed, I'm confident and conceited I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to beat it Don't fuck with me busta, trust me your future will be deleted Such a G, ain't no touching me, luckily I defeated the odd Without my tool, Allah and glory to God, and I ain't even Islamic So sick, whenever I vomit just throw me a mill or 2 And that oughta settle my stomach Bout some money he done it, call me Mr. He Run It These niggas ain't really bout it, they just be speaking Ebonics I'm nothing short of iconic, promise you, you don't want it Strong as gin and tonic, my left you won't see it coming My right you'll be running from it, I catch you with it, you done I'm a keep it a 100, you better get you a gun Word bond real talk, do my dirt all by my lonely 'Cause them suckas will talk I'm sucka duckin', I'm sucka free You ain't a G, Don't fuck with me Them sucka niggas out of style G season Them sucka niggas out of style G season