Bodak Yellow (G-mix) Lyrics
Intro:
What you wanna do?
Yeah, TBG Gorilla Gang i'm Gee Money boo, aye
I make money moves
(shout out to cardi man let me hit this b*tch)
Verse 1:
Lit nigga you can't fuck wit me i got my papper up
Yeah I hear them niggas talking shit they bet not play wit us
Most them niggas blew up from BR they was fake as fuck
When i blow my team blow thats what im trying to make it for
I dont know why he hatting guess he mad bout a bitch
All yall use to claim TBG, look how you niggas switched
How the fuck you got a bag if you always on my dick
I ain't trippin in that audi bitch im ballin im the shit
Came from the street i was stuck up in the trenches
Motherfuck a vette i just wanna get a bently
Niggas hatting on me they dont wanna see me wit it
Sickest in my city i dont got no competition
Verse 2:
Pull up i thuggin forreal (thuggin)
Did this shit without a deal (forreal)
Talking shit you better chill (chill out)
Shooters pull up to yo crib (POW)
I got more cells then a jail (yeah)
Hoes be messy as hell (baby momma)
I did this shit by myself (i did)
NBA i think im steph (ballin)
Wagon pull up in the hood (uuh)
I dont fuck 'round with no rentals (never)
On the gram like you gettin money (forreal?)
All of these niggas pretenders (they lien)
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Every day i wake up i be thinking bout a bag
Headed to the money got a nigga going fast
Pull up in to {?} house finna get a jag
Nigga tried to kill me got to hittin threw the glass
I ain't get shot his eyes must of been clothes
Same nigga did it nigga came for his soul
Solid till the end never bend never fold
Pull up in a benz gettin it in on the road
Outro(2X):
Street nigga
You can't fuck wit me if you wanted too
Run up on me like you stupid watch how quick you make the news
I ain't worried bout no nigga im just doing what i do
Ran that bag up in the trenches steppin in some bloody shoes
