GOMD (Explicit)-Veeze

作词 : Karon Vantrees 作曲 : Karon Vantrees [Intro] Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, yes (Damn, Tye, you made this *** too? The ** got into you?) [Verse] If I had dollar for every time these niggas hate, I'd be rich like Jay and Ye I got rich with Babyface, we came up just making plays (Yeah) Man, I feel just like Beyoncé, niggas love to say my name I can't back down from no nigga, I bring more smoke than Taylor Gang (Shh) I'm the G.O.A.T., dunkin' from the free throw, fadeaway (Hit that ***) Whippin' **, make it Big Sean, you can't say it ain't (Hit that ***) I know if I wasn't that great, they wouldn't even be throwin' shade (Shh) Say that ** come with the game, nigga, I ain't never been no game I don't even wanna conversate, niggas lie right to my face (Yeah) I'd probably be under the jail, they knew how much crime I did today (Damn) Crybaby Veeze, use the hundreds, wipe it away (Crybaby Veeze) I don't got change for twenty, nigga, twenty ain't nothin' but change (You hear what I'm sayin'?) I'm tired of givin' niggas game I'm shoppin', coppin' Matty Boy, I got this down in MIA (Huh?) This lil' *** should get a housekeeper, I met her in LA (In LA) I got Bloods in Bompton, Crips on Slauson gon' make sure I'm safe (Yeah) Thottie breaking, Glory Gang, slimy, I should be ashamed (Gang) He done dropped a hundred tapes, made no noise like Pootie Tang (What?) Nigga, my heart so icy, I'm like Shiesty, I'm like Gucci Mane I'm down to a four a day, dirty water, Louie Ray These stupid-ass niggas must be freebasin' Young nigga, I was middle school, hoes Keir age Fast forward a nigga, death day, make him meet his maker Broke beefin' nigga, make his mama throw a fundraiser 7 Mile popstar, ***, I'm Justin Timberlake (Wow) ** nigga throwin' salt, but ain't never killed a player (Oh my God) Daydreamin' 'bout the Wockhardt in the 'frigerator (Huh?) Dog livin' with a broke heart, heard I hit his main one (Heard I hit his main one) Get off my **, lil' ***, lil' ***, get off my ** (Get off my **) You ain't met a nigga rich like this, you ain't met a nigga rich like this (You ain't met a nigga rich like this, ho) He buyin' designer on sale, that be that country ** (What's to him?) She callin', wanna cheat on her man, that be that horny shit Tell me you proud of me, baby, again, I need to hear it again (I need to hear it again) I got the gang tatted on my skin, this ** thicker than thin (Yeah) I don't trust broke niggas, it is what it is (Yeah) She bein' faithful to the kid, but I'll never commit (Come on) Get off my **, lil' ***, lil' ***, get off my ** (Let's go) Get off my—, lil' ***, lil' ***, get off my **, yeah (Let's go) I might be OG Sick, I might be OG Sick (I might be OG Sick) I— flip them niggas, and I had to whip that shit, gang Get off my **, lil' nigga, lil' nigga, get off my ** [Outro] Hatin'-ass nigga Y'all niggas know what the ** goin' on, man I'm like Justin Timberlake compared to y'all lil'-ass niggas, man You know what I'm sayin'?