G.I. Joe ft. LuvHerBoi Dre Lyrics

Right now off of the pack

Plug got good price, never get taxed

Had to show these racks

Hell no I ain't playin' so now she attached

Everything designer, even the hat

She over here talkin' bout she tryna match

She matching my swag, plus she real bad

Yeah, might have to put her on the map

Let a fuck nigga play, he gon get slapped

Got my glock on my waist when I walk in the trap

She don't know, pop a pill, I go

Toting these guns like I'm G.I. Joe

My voice is the key I know

Let a pussy nigga try, he get Peter rolled

I'm shooting like Key I know

Pop me an 'X' then I'm goin' insane

I fuck me that bitch and I don't know her name

Made that hoe my one, she put on my chains

Usually, I don't even like to be claimed

Bitches be hoppin' on dick cause they dig what I'm sayin'

And plus, they fuck with the gang

They know a young nigga be paid

And plus Mizzy just put me on to put ice on my pinky ring

Yeen got cash? Then nigga send Apple Pay

I need my money like now, like andale

I'ma go stand up right there where yo' mama stay

Twist on your bitch in the bed like an undertak-er

I got these racks, I got hella pap-er

Shock the whole world like I got a tas-er

Makin' these plays like I'm Budda Bak-er

Gas by the pound, buyout hella flavors

Before I go fuck on a bitch and turn up and get lit I make sure that I got paid first

I'm in the whip and I make it say 'SKRT'

Got fuckin' hoes all on my dick and they tryna eat me up like assume a fuckin' gator

That bitch is a hoe but I still might save her

I'ma money getter and a dream chaser

Yeah

Shawdy just met me, she want Saint Laurent

Got this glizzy on me, it can't ride in the trunk

Nigga run up and get smoked like some runtz

My brother ready to hit, I can't hang with no punks

Shawdy be blowin' my line when I'm out on the road

But I gotta get to the money

Remember them days I was down on my dick

And them niggas stood laughing, but shit wasn't funny

Hop in the hemi, do more than 100

She in my face, she get hit then get punted

Bullets gon' eat 'em, he ain't gon get punished

Got this fire on my side, I ain't scared I ain't runin'

Huh, huh

Niggas talkin' bout racks, I got lotta those

Niggas broke but they proud cause they gettin' hoes

I got aim, I could knock off his nose

I'm addicted to money, think I need another dose

Right now off of the pack

Plug got good price, never get taxed

Had to show these racks

Hell no I ain't playin' so now she attached

Everything designer, even the hat

She over here talkin' bout she tryna match

She matching my swag, plus she real bad

Yeah, might have to put her on the map

Let a fuck nigga play, he gon get slapped

Got my glock on my waist when I walk in the trap

She don't know, pop a pill, I go

Toting these guns like I'm G.I. Joe

My voice is the key I know

Let a pussy nigga try, he get Peter rolled

I'm shooting like Key I know