GQ G-MIX lyrics

[Intro]

[Chorus: PJay Jody & TKay]
My drip looking like GQ (Yeah)
Ey n*gga, what's the issue? (Ooh)
Got her chilling in a see-through, ayy
Kickin' it, Ju Jitsu (Is you okay?)
I'm finna pull up in a parachute (Yeah)
Goin' nuts on the daily, no cashew (Scrr-Scrr)
Let me sneeze on a b*tch, bless you (Yeah)
If she come for a day she confess too, bless you (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Flvme & Die Mondez]
Spend 4 thousand on some [?] slippers
Bad b*tch do it like the money, I flip her
All the time boy, I get to the money I throw it quicker
Gave 'em RedLight in the winter, I seen 'em they start to shiver
b*tch, n*ggas actin' like somе b*tches these days
Need a tampon, I got 'еm catchin' feelings these days, yeah
b*tch, heart so fine I got 'em feeling some way
Got 'em spilling cause I ain't tryna give 'em the time of day
Yeah, I heard you n*ggas ain't feeling us
Me falling off? Don't dance, I hilarious
Not even at our peak but we chillin' at the pinnacle
We The Originalz, you ain't killin' us
n*ggas pocket watchin' huh, S-A-R-S sh*t
Like diamonds in the rough, how I came up wasn't expected
They don't wanna pass the baton, I finnessed it
Straight sex sh*t, f*ck the game up, I molest it
She wanna sex me, said the money make me sexy
Give her wet dream how I'm running up a cheque-y
Presidential class so watch how you address me
Pressure make diamonds, I'm pressing it where they necks be
[Chorus: PJay Jody & TKay]
My drip looking like GQ (Yeah)
Ey n*gga, what's the issue? (Ooh)
Got her chilling in a see-through, ayy
Kickin' it, Ju Jitsu (Is you okay?)
I'm finna pull up in a parachute (Yeah)
Goin' nuts on the daily, no cashew (Scrr-Scrr)
Let me sneeze on a b*tch, bless you (Yeah)
If she come for a day she confess too, bless you (Yeah)

[Verse 2: PJay Jody]
(Yeah, okay!)
Real ones know when top zip it, they know the code
My city never caught slippin', you know the code
I got another verse for you non-believers try it, decode
I'm like a thick stack yadi klippa, I never fold
My soul still off the market, I never sold
[?] feels like the government, they never [?]
I still got high hopes, keep 'em on the low
Cause people will never hate on something that they don't know
n*ggas be hella quiet but really they fans though
Just tell me when I'm alive, don't do me like Van Gogh

[Verse 3: Tkay]
I grab the bull by the horn, deal with beef like a [?]
If I make a milli then I gotta make a milli more
This is not a miracle, you saw me walk on water boy
Money got a stretch like my b*tch, miss incredible
For me to hear the buzz I ain't gotta be a criminal
I came to your aid when you didn't have the medical
Your b*tch give me brain she gon' turn me to a cannibal
Get the bread, mama said never add no pineapple
n*ggas [?] like gullible
Gettin' money is critical
Hater talk sh*t, I'ma kick him in the testicles
[Refrain: PJay Jody]
My drip looking like GQ (Yeah)
Ey n*gga, what's the issue? (Ooh)

[Verse 4: Maggz]
A new path a new vision, but same winning
Matter of fact I'm too different, so lame listen
You ain't f*ckin' with the boy on your best day, this ain't fiction
The hood loves what I cook, we from the same kitchens
Many can tell, I'm wavy as hell
I'm a lion I don't conversate with baby gazelles
I don't talk to my food unless I'm praying to eat
So I say a lil' prayer when I hop on the beat
From the roots to the top of the tree
I'm all [?] so who stoppin' the G?
I'm all cold, I unlock with the key b*tch

[Refrain: PJay Jody]
My drip looking like GQ (Yeah)
Ey n*gga, what's the issue? (Ooh)

[Verse 5: YoungstaCPT]
(Youngsta!)
Yeah, start walking on egg shells
I'm harder than [?]
You were left on the bread shelf and I'm covering men's health
And if looks could kill, I can't wait til you look dead
I'm Cape Town's most wanted, poster of full spread
If I could get my way, I would've left sub A
And started fresh that day, drinking Nescafe
Mastering real raps and starting off as a soldier
Probably would've scored faster than soccer from Barcelona
Disguising how you feel, you masking it like corona
[?] your head and your shoulders
So just scramble, you got cancelled
Jada kisses, you intangled
With no will power
My drip, shower
I drill cowards like the Eiffel Tower
If your price still counters I don't want your cheap offer
This kind of convo is only for Rick Rosses
You a Hip Hopper but your genre's a bit softer
The way my songs hit you would think I'm a kickboxer
Sangoma witch doctor, creates a spell
To make me the best emcee, can't you tell?
That...
[Outro: PJay Jody]
My drip looking like GQ (Yeah)
Ey n*gga, what's the issue? (Ooh)