Grand Theft Auto ft. Dame Gretzky Lyrics

Aye, I got patnas who ain't coming home, but I still say free

I got, I got

Aye, I got fullys for the beefs (For the beef)

I got liquor for the freaks (Liquor for the freaks)

I got patnas who ain't coming home, but I still say free

You get ate, they think it's sweet

4 pockets full, no Dominique (No Dominique)

Show me love, you can't just say it, nigga, love don't cost a thing (Love don't cost a thing)

I do it all, I do not let a bitch come tell me anything (Tell me anything)

They won't never get a ring (Never get a ring)

Still gon' treat me like a King (Still gon' treat me like a King)

This is not no standard Glock, lil boy I added a few things

Got a button, drum, and beam (Know what the fuck it is nigga)

He gon' wish this was a dream

The joker!

Put that lil boy right in a post (Right in the post)

Uh, why the fuck y'all not backing him now?

He was playing with that bread and got turned to a ghost, all I gave to lil cous' was a pound

She be doing the most, I don't bring her around

Oh, he hosting that party? We gunnin' him down

Burn his ass like toast, I want blood for my hounds (Long Live Lil Jeff)

Turn shit pot roast, hope his tummy don't frown

Got the neck, I ain't fuck that bitch in the Bentley truck

Just spent ya rent on shit in my double cup

Seen I got drank, now they wanna get in touch

If you don't got no dirt on ya hands, then you can't get in with us (You gotta go get ya' hands dirty)

Bro know imma shoot it, with me, he got trust

I'm uppin' my strap, naw I ain't trynna fuss

At the corner he tried to run, but he was runtz

Know he died a lil cold, put a sheet on my blunt

Nigga what? What you gon' do something (The fuck!)

10 milli hit, shit turn pumpkin

Got Cartiers on, yet still not bluffin'

Easy bake, I put the "yeah" in her oven

Easy make, bro put the "yeah" in the blender

Law blitzed that day, hell yeah I remember

Prolly would've crashed out if it wasn't for Simba

Asking when imma drop, I told bro in december (Sock!)

Aye, I got fullys for the beefs (For the beef)

I got liquor for the freaks (I got liquor for the freaks)

I got patnas who ain't coming home, but I still say free (Yeah, free the guys, free the guys)

You get ate, they think it's sweet

4 pockets full, no Dominique (No Dominique)

Show me love, you can't just say it, nigga, love don't cost a thing (Love don't cost a thing)

I do it all, I do not let a bitch come tell me anything (Tell me anything)

They won't never get a ring (Never get a ring)

Still gon' treat me like a King (Still gon' treat me like a King)

This is not no standard Glock, lil boy I added a few things (I added a few things)

Got a button, drum, and beam

He gon' wish this was a dream (He gon' wish this was a dream)