GTA

(album: All Eyes On Me - 2017)

Ayy, yeah, Soldier Kidd, I'm the glory jit
Triple-X, Triple-X
All you jits on that, y'all take it outside
Take it outside bitch

You gon' make me lose my brain (I'ma lose that shit)
I just hopped out ready to bang (call me Ludacris)
I'ma make that nigga change (I'ma shoot that bitch)
Boy I swear my life is GTA (it's a movie clip)
I just caught another GTA (in a stolo whip)
I'ma wet him up with the K (ain't coming bitch)
Damn that coochie wetter than a lake (all up in that clit)
I won't do no rapping on your grave (ain't rapping with them jits)
Boy I go to snapping ándale (boy I'm snapping quick)
I'm a zoe boy out of Delray (we eat all the jits)
You make no noise, we don't know your game (we don't know them jits)
Ready to bang out like it's GTA

I just pulled another robbery
I just jumped so you know your boy right back on his feet
Soldier Kidd post a pic, now she right back home with me
Heard that nigga talking shit so I can't wait 'til we meet
All my niggas stolen whips and we sliding ten deep
And you know I'm out the county tryna find somewhere to creep
I just pulled up to my school with my bag full of trees
Tell 'em that I got that tool if that nigga wanna breathe
Thug life, crunch time, tote five, bust fire
If you really want me then come and try
I bet lil whoadie won't make it out
I put this three-eighty in your mouth, 'cause

You gon' make me lose my brain (I'ma lose that shit)
I just hopped out ready to bang (call me Ludacris)
I'ma make that nigga change (I'ma shoot that bitch)
Boy I swear my life is GTA (it's a movie clip)
I just caught another GTA (in a stolo whip)
I'ma wet him up with the K (ain't coming bitch)
Damn that coochie wetter than a lake (all up in that clit)
I won't do no rapping on your grave (ain't rapping with them jits)
Boy I go to snapping ándale (boy I'm snapping quick)
I'm a zoe boy out of Delray (we eat all the jits)
You make no noise, we don't know your game (we don't know them jits)
Ready to bang out like it's GTA

Fuck that shit, we gon' have to run troll
I ain't getting bands and yet my niggas still in the hole
If I need a lil bread I'll still hit your home
I'm on twelve-double-oh, but I'm from the twentieth coat
Claiming you was on a lick, you ain't never hit them folks
You ain't never sold a chip, why you capping for these hoes?
All the golds in the whip, send it up, I'ma fold
I ain't fucking with your side, me and them don't get along
If that nigga from my side then I'm sliding right or wrong
Yeah I hear them criticize but they got no pesos
You ain't thinking 'bout your dimes, what the fuck you thinking for?
Yeah I know I did the crime but I'm not a criminal

You gon' make me lose my brain (I'ma lose that shit)
I just hopped out ready to bang (call me Ludacris)
I'ma make that nigga change (I'ma shoot that bitch)
Boy I swear my life is GTA (it's a movie clip)
I just caught another GTA (in a stolo whip)
I'ma wet him up with the K (ain't coming bitch)
Damn that coochie wetter than a lake (all up in that clit)
I won't do no rapping on your grave (ain't rapping with them jits)
Boy I go to snapping ándale (boy I'm snapping quick)
I'm a zoe boy out of Delray (we eat all the jits)
You make no noise, we don't know your game (we don't know them jits)
Ready to bang out like it's GTA