Grand Theft Auto Lyrics

(Fuck you Quin)

Aye aye

Shotta

Shotta

Shotta (Fuck you Quin)

Xoxoxo

Aye, I break into your house, like it's grand theft auto

Aye, I break into your house, like it's grand theft auto

Aye, and tell that pussy boy, I'ma fuck his daughter (Hahaha)

Aye, and tell that pussy boy, I'ma fuck his daughter (Yea! Yea!)

I break into his house, like it's grand theft auto (Like it's grand theft auto)

I break into his house, like it's grand theft auto (Like it's grand theft auto)

And bitch I pulled up with rocket launchers (I pulled up with a rocket launcher)

And bitch I pulled up with rocket launchers (Yea! Yea!)

I'm driving with Franklin, in my new black Bugatti (Boom! Boom!)

Aye, I hit the strip club, then I go John Gotti (John Gotti)

Aye, I just hit Ammunation and I caught a body (Pop! Pop!)

Aye, they see me at his door, now they wanna say sorry (Oh no!)

Bitch don't know I got mob ties with Lester (I got mob ties)

All these bitches be fools, they really be jesters (Clown ass motherfucker)

I'm only chasing money, I'm a real go getter (I'm a real go getter)

I been in the lab, I been in the lab way more than Dexter (Way more than Dexter)

Aye, I break into your house, like it's grand theft auto

Aye, I break into your house, like it's grand theft auto

Aye, and tell that pussy boy, I'ma fuck his daughter (Hahaha)

Aye, and tell that pussy boy, I'ma fuck his daughter (Yea! Yea!)

I break into his house, like it's grand theft auto (Like it's grand theft auto)

I break into his house, like it's grand theft auto (Like it's grand theft auto)

And bitch I pulled up with rocket launchers (I pulled up with a rocket launcher)

And bitch I pulled up with rocket launchers (Yea! Yea!)