Gib Lyrics

Woke up in a foreign crib

Fast is how I like to live

I'm seekin all of this

Last night dunno what I did

Bros got the money and sense

Bitches that can't hang get pressed Rollin up gas

Pack that fresh Breathin we steamin like gas

Know that we steamin like gas

Hot like she got me in a trance

Think I should further distance

Poke ya like abra no alakazam Alakazam illusively

Bend your reality with what im sayin

Primed up Hot sun Son of god On the beat i'm super sayan

Change your perspective like when you see her wit out all that glam

Damn Ballin like feelin like the man Man take a rest

All my bars is pro sets

I ain't gon stress bout bein less Simmer the chit chat

Quit all dat jib jab

Because I could not wit that

You know i'll dub it like i'm boutta win that

I left that girl cribski so quickly i had to go get that bag

Then dipped back to the pad where i stay

Now i'm laughin smokin tree wit homie while he joshin bout get that

Got it now imma run off on my next lap

Leave all opposing last in the old past

But family be countin chips to no max

Lost in space like i'm a solar nomad

Woke up in a foreign crib

Fast is how I like to live

I'm seekin all of this

Last night dunno what I did

Bros got the money and sense

Bitches that can't hang get pressed

Rollin up gas pack that fresh

Breathin we steamin like gas