I’m a G lyrics

by

Babyfxce E



[Intro]
G, I'm a motherf*ckin' gangster, I'm a motherf*ckin' G
I'm a motherf*ckin' gangster, I'm a motherf*ckin' G (Yeah)
I'm a motherf*ckin' gangster, I'm a motherf*ckin' G (Real Striker Boy, M Block, n*gga, all that sh*t)
I'm a motherf*ckin' gangster, I'm a motherf*ckin'— (Huh)
b*tch (Thank you, Jxlan, I appreciate you, man)

[Verse 1]
n*gga, I'm a motherf*ckin' G
Feel like Baby Pimp C the way I'm pourin' all this lean
You might catch me up in Florida with some bad b*tch on a ski
I used to package so much weed, if I was to grab somethin', it'd be green
Man, the trap don't trap itself, if you outside, you ain't gon' eat, huh
This girl grown as hell, she still tryna f*ck, Alicia Keys
And I'ma do it (Uh-huh)
You can keep that crazy sh*t, b*tch, I been through it (On God)
"Oh, you Babyfxce E? I'm a big fan of all your music" (Huh)
I rock Dior and Louis, I ain't no fan of all that Gucci (Huh)
Killed it in the bed, we had a candlelight for her coochie (That sh*t dead)

[Chorus]
I might push up twenty-twos on a Hellcat with some Ruccis (Huh)
Do a n*gga bad like Juice, but this time, it ain't gon' be no movie (Frrt)
Ain't the first n*gga I ever scammed, so it's cool, you ain't gotta feel stupid (It's alright)
My n*gga took it out my hand, 'cause if he didn't, I was finna start shootin' (He knowin')
[Interlude]
What you say?
I said these hoes, they been playin' you, think they a fan
Playin' what? Huh?
I said these hoes, they been playin' you, I think they a fan

[Verse 2]
I'm gangster, I'll do you like Big Meech and 'nem (n*gga)
Never been no drought on the striker, n*gga, you know I keep 'em in (I'm knowin')
n*ggas always been slimy, I ain't know how, I just ain't see it then (How?)
I can't miss for sh*t, I must be shootin' on a bigger rim (Huh)
Rinse that bottle out before you give it to neph', that sh*t got Trish in it
Oh, you like me like that? Then come over and do my dishes then (Come on)
If you ain't really slime, then you cooked
Before I was even signed, I was shinin' with no push (On bro)
Throw the M Block up, bro, that's the hood (Hood)
Threw so many ones, can't see the floor up in the club

[Chorus]
I might push up twenty-twos on a Hellcat with some Ruccis
Do a n*gga bad like Juice, but this time, it ain't gon' be no movie
Ain't the first n*gga I ever scammed, so it's cool, you ain't gotta feel stupid
My n*gga took it out my hand, 'cause if he didn't, I was finna start shootin'

[Outro]
I might push up twenty-twos on a Hellcat with some Ruccis
Do a n*gga bad like Juice, but this time, it ain't gon' be no movie
Ain't the first n*gga I ever scammed, so it's cool, you ain't gotta feel stupid
My mans came took it out my hand, 'cause if he wasn't, I was finna start shootin'
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