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GVOhuatong
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Yeah

Ahh shit

No time to play (nope)

Get out my way (move)

F**k what you talking and f**k what you thinking

I need me a place so that I'mma keep eating, that's all I'mma say (hol' up)

But wait, three cheers like hip hip hooray (woo)

I'm the realest dawg, MVP of the game (yeah)

Like f**k all your boundaries

I'm who you tryna be

F**k all that petty shit

No, it don't fly to me

Ear to the streets

I'm ignoring your privacy

B**h niggas talking but never confront a G

F**k is you sayin'? (F**k is you sayin', my n**a?)

Overheat danger, my n**a start spraying (bra-da-da-da-da-da-da-da)

Calm and collected, talkin' bout bodies, I got a collection

Applying the pressure, I'll never be stressin'

Keep shooting your shot and getting rejected

You losing your temper, well that's an ejection (woo)

The f**k is you saying?

Oh

Spaz on the track

GVO bangin', they on the attack

And they f**k with the boy 'cause I bring all the facts

I'm too elite, you can check out my stats

New to the game and they call me the hack

Or is it the glitch? B**h, I'm the shit

Count up the racks, spend it all on a fit

Need me a foreign, like Lilo & Stitch

I'm outta this world, spacesuit cost a grip

Knockin' shit out, just throw me the pitch

I'm fearless for real, I don't even flinch

When I pull up, I'm bringing disaster

Call up your mother and call up the pastor

I'm moving fast but I'm trynna go faster

Got all of the elements, yeah, I'm the master

Oh

Spinnin' the block and hittin' some licks

Swipin' the change and checkin' the whips

Duckin' the pigs and switchin' the fits

As a youngin, was taught to go hard as a brick

Sick of the fake, I'm as real as it get

I'm up in space when I take a hit

Locked in the cage to finish the mission

Fill up the page, you spillin' the mix

I'm in a rage when raising the tension

You was raised just to act like a b**h

I'm up in Chase, I'm grabbing a Frank

My queen a wifey, you wifing a skank

Heard that she stank & she high on the rank

And that p**y been tanked and my chick is on blank

Hit you with shank, I'm like f**k what you think

And I head to the bank with the Ratchet & Clank

Better be grateful, bank teller duck under the tables

Told her, "b**h, this ain't no fable"

Take everything if I'm able

On my high horse like I was at the stable

I'm eating good, I know you see my plateful

Blowin' a leaf and I'm drippin' like maple

Aww f**k!

P just hopped in the cut, n**a what's up

I'm in my prime, I'm living it up

I came here to stunt, I'm dressed like a monk

I'm mixing the hood with the hippie while giving no f**s

A powerful mixture besides the one that's up in my cup

Twist when i roll through, still gotta pour two

Live like a rockstar, Gen on the bass fool

I might hide in the hills like Dre do

Still got the urge to sell a brick like Jay do

Good with the paper, check my staples

Can't give up, I'm not that graceful

GVO firm in the cut tryna crash your stables

N**a

GVO, gonna get me on the bankroll

Tell your momma she's invited to the big show

GVO, gonna get me on the bankroll

Tell 'em

Tell 'em

Tell 'em

Tell 'em

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