GTA (feat. Rack$908)

Skirting the whip like it's GTA Out my way Disappearing going M.I.A Can't chill you people get out my face Want only the real niggas getting cake Got people watching me they know I'm great Dub.I.N til I hit the grave M.O.T.M and we chopping fakes Nigga I'm energized Huh Like I'm Duracell Chilling with demons we giving em hell SwanDoe that nigga why can't you tell You already know who it really be If he talking down then it's mockery Come on my nigga ain't no really stopping me Putting a X on yo bitch now she fuck on me Look at me Fuck on me All these women wanna touch on me Can't you see? Prophecy Golden child ain't no touching me Getting the cash in the bucket like 23 Shooting like Curry and I'm making history For the best nigga to be in the industry No cocky shit but these people they feeling me Go and get the black strap Bullets flying it go ratatatatata Race to the breesh and you know I'm gon snag that Feeling like Kobe cause I'm not gone pass that Huh Pass that? Nah These treeshes they vultures they only want cash back Hearing some mices we put 'em in rat traps Don't deal with the snitchin' we put em in rat bags Skirting the whip like it's GTA Out my way Disappearing going M.I.A Can't chill you people get out my face Want only the real niggas getting cake Got people watching me they know I'm great Dub.I.N til I hit the grave M.O.T.M and we chopping fakes Skirting the whip like it's GTA Out my way Disappearing going M.I.A Can't chill you people get out my face Want only the real niggas getting cake Got people watching me they know I'm great Dub.I.N til I hit the grave M.O.T.M and we chopping fakes Uh Uh Better move When I step in the mufcuking room Niggas wearing fake diamonds I'm better without it Cause I got a lot I'ma prove SwanDoe why niggas act like they really about it But really police in the room Once a nigga get smacked up He try to act up I bet he singing a toon Niggas tryna be Wayne All I see around me A bunch of these fake ass goons Better Get to some money Boy I'm on yo ass And I got ya bitches in tune She a thick lil bitch Tryna fuck with the gang She see how a young nigga move Niggas signing these deals Ain't getting no money So why is you flexing in jewels Tryna hop in this V When slide It drive it Better not fuck up the mood Only thing on the radio SwanDoe and me Grab the aux I might let the bitch loose Niggas die everyday Act like gta So I gotta show em the proof No this ain't a game I'm letting it bang This shit swinging all out the roof Huh Graaa Pow Pow Pow Gang shit Huh Gang Skirting the whip like it's GTA Out my way Disappearing going M.I.A Can't chill you people get out my face Want only the real niggas getting cake Got people watching me they know I'm great Dub.I.N til I hit the grave M.O.T.M and we chopping fakes