G.S. 2

Drop that shit and turn me up, let's put this shit to bed

Don't put no auto-tune up on my voice so they hear what I said

You thought I was a goofy, was a chump, but I see you misread

Talkin' off the meds, he out his head and now he bleedin' red

Now they switched it up on me and they say I'm the bad guy

And he say he the reason I'm here, I say that's a bad lie

And I ain't even stressing it I'm too deep in my bag now

And I've been in the whole game, ain't no reason to foul out

Like, how the fuck you mad at me? And I'm the one that's outside

I'm paranoid while on the road, I'm finna get tinted 5