2GB Lyrics

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Two GB it's who we be

It's who we are

Putcha

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Putcha two's in the sky

Two GB it's who we be

It's who we are

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Putcha two's in the sky

Two GB it's how we move

It's how we talk

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Putcha two's in the sky

Two GB it's how we move

It's how we talk

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Part the beat like Moses

Closest to your ear

Making you the Mos Deaf, no Biggie

Low rider through your city

Opposite coast but still pretty

Large fluency

Another brick through the wall of truancy

Clueless to see what's brewing in me

Cuz through these bars I fill these jars

Full of tips and verbal acuity

Loosely

The change fills my pockets

Hop on a rocket and ride it till the moon sleeps

Dreamscape on my vision

Still looking for some DOOM beats

Adlibs making me mad, a tad bit

Still trying to find some good eats

Greek gods in your hood, B

Cuz we still growing twice as large

Splice the price and still get twice the charge

Enlarge the pockets

Pipe dreams from ripe fiends

Clocking ninety in a school zone, alrighty, try me

Two GB on your drive making it harder by the second

Writing faster than your fiber optic tech, wreck

And take this lesson

Cuz it's straight fire I'm confessing

No less than realness

Keep this stress and feel this steel

Bitch

Ya done struck a nerve

I'm just a growing boy

Tryna get a grip on life

Been living in the West so I forgot what's right

Always know how to spin it

Make my stories tall

Make em' prolific

Make em' listen

Make em' hear it

Balsamic vinegar, large amounts is sinister

Woke up in the morning, sick like a dog

Pepto in the bottle, small amount administer

Ears to my pastor

Heard a crow say, can't rain all the time

And he must know what he's preaching

Always under the stars, always under the Sun

Wise man, Solomon of the sky

As the kick to the drum

Back and forth humming

Telephone pole stunting

Recharge or refueled

Either way, stay gunning

Stay fresh like the tacos in Beaver

Shoutout to my boy JM, in the shed, our receiver

Heard the bastards were after your ass

Good thing Zach's got the blade

With the technique to match

Swing low, oh

Swing low sweet chariot

Got a grip, got a hold

Wrapped around my heart like a lariat

Soul

Touching

Hand with control

Smoldering glances, attempt, to comprehend my class

But fail to realize once I've already done passed

That they shared the same breath with a master in his craft

From now till then

EnTee shooting bow

AW spitting what

Ya know I'm spitting aft

Two GB it's who we be

It's who we are

Putcha

Putcha

Putcha two's in the sky

Two GB it's who we be

It's who we are

Putcha

Putcha

Putcha two's in the sky

Two GB it's how we move

It's how we talk

Putcha

Putcha

Putcha two's in the sky

Two GB it's how we move

It's how we talk

Putcha

Putcha

Putcha Two's in the sky