300! ft. GTTC Lyrics

(GTTC)

Yeah, shoutout to Rx that's Pap and Lil Neph (Yeah)

I walk in this bitch and I had to press F (Okay)

I be on the beat like I'm taking a test

A B on the car and I beat on my chest

I hop in the booth, I ain't talking bout nothing (Nah)

I be on the beat and I'm saying "balagadoo" (What the fuck)

I will leave you at the store, like how my mom would do (Yeah)

Beat my ass my nigga, who is stopping you? (Nobody)

Money long like a hot dog be

I be posted on the block just like a prostitute

You ain't ever been up to this altitude

Theodore and Simon, I got Alvin too

I be high as fuck, I bought some mountain boots (Yeah)

What the fuck I'm finna do with mountain boots?

High as fuck, forgot what I'm about to do (Yeah)

Money long, forgetting what I'm counting to

Niggas really dying everyday, but you won't ever catch me in no mountain boots

Money scary looking like the Babadook, yeah (Huh, yeah, yeah)

(Huh, yeah, yeah)

(Hold up, aye)

Uh (Hold up)

Eating ramen noodles on a wednesday

I hope that these niggas get it so, comprende

My money be longer, looking like Dikembe

Soy bien, muy caliente

I don't give a fuck bout what your friends say

I will beat the fuck up out your sensei

I made 20 thousand in like, 10 days

How the fuck I made that shit in 10 days?

Most these niggas lying and they can't rhyme

I be capping really but it's just jokes

All these niggas acting hard the same time

I know you be rapping, what the fuck for?

I think you sound better with the "--what?" closed

He be on the Grammy, in a thug pose

Say he getting money like a thug can

Boy you shoulda stayed in fucking thug mode

Chicken dunk a nigga like a lunchable

Nigga spilled the beans just like the punch bowl

I can't even tell you where the Runtz go

Baby girl, the fuck? She tryna control

I could beat these niggas with like, one toe

I could beat these niggas up with one flow

Baby I went and I hit em with two of them bitches

Nothing ain't new to them bitches, I told em I got me a hundred and two of them riches

Niggas ain't new to them 50's

Just stay out the way

Matter fact, stay out my business

Nigga I'm photohygenic

I'm getting this cake, they hate when I go to the dentist

They say I be pushing the limit

I know what it look, I gotta tell you the case

I'm an exception to niggas

Hm, okay

N-O-A, no H ?

Oh wait, shit, I'm tripping

Yeah that's me

"Noah you so great, you got a medal for living"

Bitch I know, I'm like M, no J

I ball Scott, no Pippen

Diamonds red, look like blue and green

I see 12 I'm dipping (Uh)

New '04, feel like new Mike Jones

In that Rolls, I'm trippin'

Told that hoe, "I don't know yo bro, why he in my business?"

I'm gone blow, I don't worry bout dough

I don't worry bout shit

Nigga I got more

Nigga I got some more, but you ain't even really want hear it (Shit)