Ye we on top
Nah we won't quit
Nah we don't stop
Na-ah we don't lose
She want that GMB
She want that GMB
She want that GM that GM that GMB
GMB, that's TNT
That fire that Brian had when he met me
That's that 2006 that's that 2003
That's that 2050 shit that bitch niggas can't be
That's that Salvatore Ferigamo, Miami Delano
Next week I'll be out in Toronto
Ain't no shopping at the Delamo
We don't eat at McDonalds
Nigga we eat like Sopranos
We grew up on that far side
That blue color that high role
Man I put that broad that papa dose
Don't mind me I'm propping those
Pimp gang keep that popping oh
Mix 'em up like my dominos
Talking paper man that's alblamos
By langua then I add a bow
Sit back count my money at
Till my fan girls get the charlie ohs
My toast pimp said I'm season
Man I call that recipe
Running broads like secretaries
Can't get no rest for mittens
Hall of game shit made me legendary
I'm the freshest for a reason
When the boo knew it's february
But this sweats is from next season
See my catalog never saddle soft
Like of porn we go mad at doors
For crazy bread we go pat at walls
Couple swish is sweet and the pack of drawers
I'm barely dusting my monologue
Shit it great bro man ain't it Rantaros
Baby tell them hoes who the camel boss
We the same nigga when the camera's off
She want that GMB
She want that GMB
She want that GM that GM that GMB
Ye we on top
Nah we won't quit
Nah we don't stop
Na-ah we don't lose
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