G.I.H.F.
Lyrics
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Yeah, this that share each other shoes 'cause we brothers, ayy
This that fall out 'bout no hoes, we don't love 'em
This that post up with your sack out there in the 'partments, ayy
This that shooting dice to cop the Jordans, ayy
This that alley-oop a nigga ass and dunk, ayy
This that poke a nigga ass up for the bottom bunk, yeah
This that trap music, dope be like the gumps (trap music)
How the hell I'ma leave my warriors? And I'm smoking Durant
Young nigga shit, back on young nigga shit
Bitch, won't you come and suck a young nigga dick?
I put a bounty on they head, no flute, got a drum on this stick
I bought my college girl a teacup and my hood bitch a pit
I put some racks in my mama purse for all the times I stole from her
I'm throwin' Sergio, my niggas fall but I swear all my bros gunners
Five thousand on her titties, everybody not real
Hit for one, he was in that car, but everybody got killed
Everybody pop pills, all my niggas pop seals
Oh, you gangster? No you not, chill
Money calling, reach the steering wheel
Really said the alphabet, I'm just being real
Try to let my food digest but I want every meal
This that ho, don't use your teeth, you know your dentals fine
This that pull a sheet back, let his mama identify him
This that I need two pairs of all-white 1s, ain't lyin'
This that clean Dior I could've bought ten
Sportscar, Hellcat don
Shit, there go 12, let's run
Car came with umbrellas
Dickriders, all this fame came with a bunch of 'em
A whole dime but I still wish I could unfuck her
Yeah, yeah, GOAT in human form, yeah
GOAT in human form, yeah
GOAT in human form, yeah
GOAT in human form, yeah
GOAT in human form
GOAT in human form
All these niggas 12 without uniforms
Writer(s): Ryan Adams
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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