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Who Hotter Than Gee

 

Who Hotter Than Gee

(album: Last Ones Left - 2022)


EST Gee
Who Hotter Than Gee

I gotta question for the street
Who hotter than Gee
He tryna lock in with the team so he popped em for free
Say you was sick and tired I wiped his nose rocked him to sleep
Broke niggas re-up couldn't cover my cost for the week
Chop in my lap pop in my flat calm my nerves I creep
They know I'm like that in reality not on IG
It was some light shit that you did but the meaning was deep
I tell the shooters now they blessed Remember murder it was cheap
Even as a chef you get respect for burning down yo beef
Then after that you grab a pack and you turn it to 3
Then after that if you can rap you might turn into me
Bae say I scare her when I geeked cause I talk in my sleep
Niggas better wake up before they dream about murdering me
Cause I put killers on they feet then put blood on the street
Put yo cousin on a T I told him quit mugging at me
Hit yo lung with this heat snake faint dug getting deep
Trapped in ms Janice me and beach right before prices got cheap
Right before water got deep we was supposed to be like tee & Meech

Ain't it crazy my lil baby finally made a million
You kno to the ground call the town with one hand on the trigger
Leave out the galleria ladies chase me down for pictures
I'ma street nigga and she can't with to stick her teeth in me
You to sneaky that's why I don't be trusting these bitches
It's some fake ones mixed in with the real ones amongst me I sense it
If you listen I'ma kill you first time I hear you hissing
I thought long as we was winning it didn't matter Jordan & pippen
I stay humble hittin and you won' feeling me like I was missing
I sat in that kitchen jacob and clay learning my mixture
Romel had made me smile he showed ms Trudy my pictures
Ik it hurt him to his heart when he heard I turn into Hitler
While not really he told me he feel me stand on that business
Free jimmy showed me how to sip syrup and stack a tension
He also told me when I be rolling ride with a sixty
And another one taped to the back to the tape take it out & flip it

[*Gee talking*]

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?