Lil B - GQ Magazine Lyrics

Welcome to Red Flame
I know ya'll been waiting a
Long time since Blue Flame

GQ Magazine, strapped with the magazine
Riding in the Lambo, blowing on Mary Jane
Thinking bout the next plan
Keep my mind focused
Aiming for the stars shooting
Things in the open
US Open I'm posted watching tennis
Chick, country club
Smooth coolin' with the bitches
While I stay wet cuz I'm cool with the fishes
No pussy over here
Bitch it's money over here
GQ Magazine when you don't give a fuck
Claudy with ease and museums with the trees
Shouts out to SDot, international friends
We make it to the end
Fucking bitches to the end
Why I love rap? Cuz my mom gotta eat
That's why I write verses and
Never go to sleep nigga

This Red Flame, something'sin my heart

GQ Magazine strapped with the beam
Shooting for the stars aiming for my dreams
Grinding all day, making moves all night
Uh, I'm strapped for my life

GQ Magazine strapped with the beam
Shooting for the stars aiming for my dreams
Grinding all day, making moves all night
GQ Mag cuz I'm strapped for my life

Ok Lil B, you gotta stay focused
Uh huh, you gotta keep going
You been through worse man
Your pain is your potion
Pain is to gain, calm like th ocean
People said I never could be
The dude I'm hoping
They try to kill my dreams
But my mind's motions never stop
Keep going your tire's on flat but
You gotta keep rolling
I'm the first one to try new things
Spit all the game
Solid core make a true king
By the way, go download that Blue Flame
Teach all the real niggas how
To love their queens
I done heard some real things but I'm too ill
If you believe what I'm saying then
You know I keep it real
Mo' money Mo' problems
That's before the deal
And I'm still in the hood
These other niggas scared

Uh huh strapped with the beam yeah
Uh huh yeah
GQ Mag cuz I'm strapped for my life
GQ Magazine strapped with the beam
Shooting for the stars aiming for the dreams
Grinding all day, making moves all night
GQ Mag cuz I'm strapped for my life
Uh huh, strapped with the beam
Shooting for the stars aiming for my dreams
Grinding all day making moves all night
GQ Magazine I'm strapped for my life

Real niggas, you gotta keep it lit red Flame
All my niggas, ya know what I mean
Keep it fresh, ya know muh Fuckas
I don't know about that
Word "metro" or whatever, you feel me
Like metro, I don't know what that shit means
But I guess it's like this mayne
I must be a metro GOON, you feel me
Like nigga, I dress like I'm gay you feel me
And I might look like I'm gay
But I'm one of the hardest
Niggas in this mother fucker, you feel me
And that's what that shit is man
Im reppin' for the freshest of the fresh
Thug niggas hood niggas
Real niggas trill niggas
Cool niggas peaceful niggas
Nerd niggas bummy niggas man, it's the
Freshest of the fresh, you feel me
Lil B best dressed gQ Magazine nigga