SGAG ft. 19777, LoXDity, Kobe Jxrdan, C-Note10KP & SG Deuce Lyrics

These niggas can't hold me back

Big Diesel in this bitch

Ayy, where Kobe at

We know you a bitch, you done showed me that

If you wasn't really with it, should've told me that

He be actin' like he with it, we expose his ass, yeah

Take that nigga cheese, Colby Jack

I can't give that boy no pass, I ain't no quarterback

When I talk about back doors, I mean a little more than that

Yeah, I'm talkin' bout the ones where the chauffeur at

You crossed out your own homie, nothing to show for that

Cookin' up like Lil' B, yeah, they know this pack

Tryna bake a cake

Ayy, where Oprah at

You get a piece, you get a piece

Already know what I do to the beats

Too internet, boy, you new to the streets Talkin' too much, nigga, you the police

Ran up a bag and I flew to a beach

I got some head from a beautiful freak

I'm thinkin', what is she doin' to me

Then send her back with a bruise on her knee

Who is the team

Yeah, they wanna know, who is the team

Let me tell em', let me tell em

Ayy, look

S-G-A-G, just a bunch of GOATs, ayy

Let em' play me and we gon' up the score

And that's for sure

She just sucked me up and she gon' suck some more, ayy

Smokin' out some pack from like two re-ups ago

Bitch, I'm up, yeah

Still ain't touch that bread from months ago

That shit tough, yeah, I might just call this shit my junkie flow

Yeah, they stuck

I just watched these numbers grow

Yeah, they up, barely out my slumber 'fore I had to go

What the fuck, ayy?

Well, I can't never be mad at money

First thing when I wake up, check my phone, I'm glad it's money, ayy

Then I check my TD

Ooh, my stocks is up

Got me thinkin' VV's, I'm tryna rock it up, ayy

Then I hit up Google, type my name in that box and, uh

Ooh, shit popping up

Ooh, I'm popular

You can't think of anybody out here hottest, bruh

I can't think of anything else out here stoppin' us

Huh

LoXDity, man, Cheat Code Lo

He say it's up then it's stuck, I'ma snipe em, uh

Know I'm triflin', uh

Dity, no pity for niggas

That's not a part of credentials

I do not pardon these niggas

I'm takin' parts from these niggas

I give a spark to these niggas

I'm sellin' art to these niggas

Huh

Taliban, telemarket these niggas

Get it bag, split with all of my niggas

Eddie Lacy, the 30 let off four, wait

33B plus one, that's 34, wait

Why did I have 31? That's not a joke

Standard clip, I was shootin' yesterday, but they ain't go

Okay, with my hoe, I'ma make another flow

Pick it up, get it up, bitch, I'm not no Migo

I got scopes, I got K's, I got shit that you can't quote

Yeah, you might go to jail if you just say some shit I wrote

Bitch, I'm incitin', I'm indicted

I got shit that you don't like

I strike niggas like Poseidon, die tonight

Wait, I ain't talkin' bout hair, no Dennis Rodman

Die on sight, yeah, I'm dynamite

JJ, bitch, what you like? I got

Huh

Ayy

Keep it a hundred, bitch, you know my name

And you know the gang

S-G-A-G

It's a movement, it's a wave

Whatever you wanna call it

Get with it or get ran over, you heard me