Skinny SC - G23 Lyrics

He gon' keep talkin' hot till he meet that fye
Seeing that round up close gon' blow his mind
Gang going up, we next, I think it's time
They love to hate, I really don't pay no mind
Yeah, I don't like rules, I really don't read no sign
You fakin', I can see it in your eyes
Cause that ain't how we rock up on my side
G23, I keep it on my side
Yeah, that G23 gon' put him in his grave
And that GTR be flying, yeah, let's race
He scary, I can see it in his face
That Draco be spraying like it's
He want smoke, let's go
Said he'll pull up, no show
Now he goin' broke, oh no
I just gotta bag like yeah
I just gotta bag like
He gon' keep talkin' hot till he meet that fye
Seeing that round up close gon' blow his mind
Gang going up, we next, I think it's time
They love to hate, I really don't pay no mind
Yeah, I don't like rules, I really don't read no sign
You fakin', I can see it in your eyes
Cause that ain't how we rock up on my side
G23, I keep it on my side
Keep it on my hip
I just copped some Beyblades, how I'ma let it rip
I don't hit no nae nae, but I'ma crash that whip
I just got that bag in, now I'ma make it flip
I'ma aim that stick
If it ain't no hollows, you ain't gettin' no tip
Catch a flight, go to LA, I love makin' that trip
Bought some Faygo, put some purple in it, I love takin' that sip
He gon' keep talkin' hot till he meet that fye
Seeing that round up close gon' blow his mind
Gang going up, we next, I think it's time
They love to hate, I really don't pay no mind
Yeah, I don't like rules, I really don't read no sign
You fakin', I can see it in your eyes
Cause that ain't how we rock up on my side
G23, I keep it on my side

He gon' keep talkin' hot till he meet that fye
Seeing that round up close gon' blow his mind
Gang going up, we next, I think it's time
They love to hate, I really don't pay no mind
Yeah, I don't like rules, I really don't read no sign
You fakin', I can see it in your eyes
Cause that ain't how we rock up on my side
G23, I keep it on my side
Yeah, that G23 gon' put him in his grave
And that GTR be flying, yeah, let's race
He scary, I can see it in his face
That Draco be spraying like it's
He want smoke, let's go
Said he'll pull up, no show
Now he goin' broke, oh no
I just gotta bag like yeah
I just gotta bag like
He gon' keep talkin' hot till he meet that fye
Seeing that round up close gon' blow his mind
Gang going up, we next, I think it's time
They love to hate, I really don't pay no mind
Yeah, I don't like rules, I really don't read no sign
You fakin', I can see it in your eyes
Cause that ain't how we rock up on my side
G23, I keep it on my side
Keep it on my hip
I just copped some Beyblades, how I'ma let it rip
I don't hit no nae nae, but I'ma crash that whip
I just got that bag in, now I'ma make it flip
I'ma aim that stick
If it ain't no hollows, you ain't gettin' no tip
Catch a flight, go to LA, I love makin' that trip
Bought some Faygo, put some purple in it, I love takin' that sip
He gon' keep talkin' hot till he meet that fye
Seeing that round up close gon' blow his mind
Gang going up, we next, I think it's time
They love to hate, I really don't pay no mind
Yeah, I don't like rules, I really don't read no sign
You fakin', I can see it in your eyes
Cause that ain't how we rock up on my side
G23, I keep it on my side