Testo Aye - G Herbo feat. Offset
Testo della canzone Aye (G Herbo feat. Offset), tratta dall'album Survivor’s Remorse: A Side
(d.a. got that dope)
G Herbo
Ayy, ain't get no cut, but I'm rockin' some diamonds
We talkin' bitches, I'm fuckin' the finest
Bae, I couldn't stay in that pussy, I'm grindin'
Ayy, ayy, ridin' so low in the Lamb', how you find me?
Sike, I got choppers and killers behind me
Ain't yellin' "Slatt," but the inside slimy
Bulletproof 'Lac when I land in the 'Raq
Swear, we used to sell crack, now he in a Maybach
I was going on hits way before I had plaques
You can look up my stats, been that nigga way back (ayy, ayy)
When my pockets was flat, now two or three chains cost like 300 racks
'Til I'm spendin' that shit, don't want none of it back
Everybody love me, they be fuckin' with that
And these bitches be (ayy, ayy, ayy)
All these hoes be (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got the bros with me (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep poles with me (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Designer clothes on me (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bankrolls (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fake friends (ayy, ayy, ayy), hate those (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Spray Glocks (ayy, ayy), Dracos (ayy, ayy)
My eyes (ayy, ayy), can't close (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Get guap (ayy), blue hundreds (ayy), pesos (ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm up (ayy, ayy, ayy), they know (ayy, ayy, ayy, Offset)
You know who it is
Wildin', we tripping, got switches on lift (hey)
Walk down that block and I'm payin' the bill (walk down)
Was playin' the field, it's smoke? Let's go, just say what it is (it's smoke)
Make sure you finished 'em, nobody innocent (finish 'em)
Ridin' with menaces, shoot in broad day and don't care 'bout the sentencin' (sentencin')
Drop a K, 100K for your innocence (hey)
He was poppin' too much, paid the penalty (popping)
But his family got spared, I'm a gentleman (spared)
Bought a brown Lamborghini named Cinnamon (skrrt)
Louis and Gucci, and Prada, she gettin' it (cake)
I can run up a bag, this is fitness (fitness)
Don't get stupid, we standin' on business (stand on it)
Water diamonds, who wanna go swimmin'? (Water)
Make the money come back like a frisbee (come back, come back)
Wide body burnin' out
I fuck and get out, nothin' to talk about (go)
Got shooters outside in the parking lot
We got sticks in this bitch, they escort me out (sticks)
Put the switch on this Glock for a motormouth (switch)
Shot the Draco so much, blew his shoulder out (hey)
I was trapping out houses, just boarded out (go)
Hundred bands on the way (go), get these orders out (hey)
And these bitches be (ayy, ayy, ayy)
All these hoes be (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Got the bros with me (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep poles with me (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Designer clothes on me (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bankrolls (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Fake friends (ayy, ayy, ayy), hate those (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Spray Glocks (ayy, ayy), Dracos (ayy, ayy)
My eyes (ayy, ayy), can't close (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Get guap (ayy), blue hundreds (ayy), pesos (ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm up (ayy, ayy, ayy), they know (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Credits
Writer(s): Herbert Randall Wright, Kiari Cephus, David L Doman, Danny T Levin, Kola Adigun
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