GG / Look Up 2

(álbum: When I'm Back In Houston - 2019)

[GG]

(Hellworld)
(Kankan on the beat!)

Good run, lil' nigga, GG
Sagging the G-Star with the B.B
Finna take my bitch out to eat
Yeah, I'm finna fuck but I'm not finna eat
Yeah, I'm finna fuck but I'm not finna (Eat!)

In the mall, I'm so flee
Call a Uber, I'm not in a Jeep
She sucking my meat, she know I'm needy
I want the bands so I'm gonna seek
It ain't halloween, bitch, you gotta' treat
In that G class and it's very neat
Get back, Rino the one with the heat
I sip the Phat, that's why I'm sleep
Rose gold in my mouth, bitch, glee
Fucking with me, very risky (Hellworld)
Leave a nigga hairline crispy
I put the lean in the Brisk Tea
The G2 getting tricky
These niggas is mouse, like Mickey
Rick Owen jeans, no Dickies
And the OS hold a glicky
Got a white bitch and she pricky
(Yeah!)

Good run, lil' nigga, GG
Rino the one with the heat
I'm finna blast, yeah, I gotta pee
I'ma kill that boy with no grief
You think you hot, that ain't it, chief
I'm tatted up, Rino Khalif
I took off and they can't believe
I left my ex in disbelief
I'm juuging these niggas, I'm the top thief
I fucked a bad bitch from Greece
And I'm so fried, like I'm in grease
Oh, that's yo' mans? I'm fucking his niece
She a church girl, but she on her knees
Lil' Rino, bitch, you know how I bleed

[Look Up 2]

Hellworld
Good game, Summrs

This is some shit to smoke to
This is some shit to ride to
You ain't talking 'bout guap, then bye, dude
I already know you ain't 'bout it, don't lie, dude
My eyes low, 'cause I'm high, dude
I'm sipping that drank, I just poured a whole deuce
Rino the one they look up to
I'm the one that they look up to
They like, "How it feels to be you?"
I'm the one that they look up to
I'm the one that they look up to
I'm smoking a wood, no, this ain't no dutch, dude
I keep the G2, 'cause it come in clutch, dude
Honestly, I'm just like, "Fuck you"
Turbo engine, and it say V2
Hol' on, you acting like I really need you

You broke as fuck, could never be you
I'm in the H, I'm seeing them pretty lights
Sparking the wood up like a motorbike
I'm balling hard like I'm doing the floater right
I'm getting these bands off if I focus right
I'm smoking this gas, yeah, it got a odor right?
I got a twenty-three, and it's gon' posturize
You niggas is bugs just like a parasite
I'm that nigga, baby, please don't jeopardize
I'm seeing them palm trees and the paradise
And I'm one deep, I don't need no advice
When you with' me, you don't need no device
I'm shooting them threes, boy, they so precise
I had to glow, yeah, I had to capitalize
I'm in the whip, off of the narcs
My diamonds Cuban and I'm in the dark
Smoking stupid gas, I'm a retard
Bitch, don't talk, that, don't need remarks
I'm rolling the wood, easy, like a 'gar
White boy swag, they say I'm so gnar
High as fuck, bitch, I'm seeing them stars