GTA ft. Rack$908 Lyrics

Skirting the whip like it's GTA

Out my way

Disappearing going M.I.A

Can't chill you people get out my face

Want only the real niggas getting cake

Got people watching me they know I'm great

Dub.I.N til I hit the grave

M.O.T.M and we chopping fakes

Nigga I'm energized

Huh

Like I'm Duracell

Chilling with demons we giving em hell

SwanDoe that nigga why can't you tell

You already know who it really be

If he talking down then it's mockery

Come on my nigga ain't no really stopping me

Putting a X on yo bitch now she fuck on me

Look at me

Fuck on me

All these women wanna touch on me

Can't you see?

Prophecy

Golden child ain't no touching me

Getting the cash in the bucket like 23

Shooting like Curry and I'm making history

For the best nigga to be in the industry

No cocky shit but these people they feeling me

Go and get the black strap

Bullets flying it go ratatatatata

Race to the breesh and you know I'm gon snag that

Feeling like Kobe cause I'm not gone pass that

Huh

Pass that? Nah

These treeshes they vultures they only want cash back

Hearing some mices we put 'em in rat traps

Don't deal with the snitchin' we put em in rat bags

Skirting the whip like it's GTA

Out my way

Disappearing going M.I.A

Can't chill you people get out my face

Want only the real niggas getting cake

Got people watching me they know I'm great

Dub.I.N til I hit the grave

M.O.T.M and we chopping fakes

Skirting the whip like it's GTA

Out my way

Disappearing going M.I.A

Can't chill you people get out my face

Want only the real niggas getting cake

Got people watching me they know I'm great

Dub.I.N til I hit the grave

M.O.T.M and we chopping fakes

Uh

Uh

Better move

When I step in the mufcuking room

Niggas wearing fake diamonds

I'm better without it

Cause I got a lot I'ma prove

SwanDoe why niggas act like they really about it

But really police in the room

Once a nigga get smacked up

He try to act up

I bet he singing a toon

Niggas tryna be Wayne

All I see around me

A bunch of these fake ass goons

Better Get to some money

Boy I'm on yo ass

And I got ya bitches in tune

She a thick lil bitch

Tryna fuck with the gang

She see how a young nigga move

Niggas signing these deals

Ain't getting no money

So why is you flexing in jewels

Tryna hop in this V

When slide It drive it

Better not fuck up the mood

Only thing on the radio SwanDoe and me

Grab the aux

I might let the bitch loose

Niggas die everyday

Act like gta

So I gotta show em the proof

No this ain't a game

I'm letting it bang

This shit swinging all out the roof

Huh

Graaa

Pow

Pow

Pow

Gang shit

Huh

Gang

Skirting the whip like it's GTA

Out my way

Disappearing going M.I.A

Can't chill you people get out my face

Want only the real niggas getting cake

Got people watching me they know I'm great

Dub.I.N til I hit the grave

M.O.T.M and we chopping fakes