Hodgy Beats - GNC lyrics

[Intro] Top Shelf (coughing) (sh**) [Verse 1: Hodgy Beats] I'm chilling, literally My neck is glittery n***as got that screw face looking at my j**elry (ugh) While I'm flexing chain s**ing is unprotected I hear that b**h moaning Sounded like she's sound affected (yeah) n***as talkin' diss and when I know they are respected Put they hoes and friends on my guest list That wasn't directed, all you can do is accept it, or I will intercept it And throw it back to Left b**h, the first n***a she slept with We rock shows without a set list, cross goes off our check list Whats the point of d**h when n***as can exist in whats destined? I took a shot, boom, boom, bam, (POP!) They all wanna' rock and claim that music hip-hop (Brrroooop) But you're just imitation, deflation, you're in migration Just, pucker lips and s** a dick, as I'm meditating Escaping from emancipation, doctors and f*ggot cops (Eaagh!) Been a couple of months since I turned the block (Eeerrmm!) I k** n***as you can call me homicidal, I'm married to the game n***a shes my bridal, wife and I will love her for life Well all I know is me and MellowHype, brothers for life And we don't give a sh** about your problems mutha' f**as' (f** yall' n***as) Go whine about it in corner or solve them mutha' f**as' We ain't f**in' with yall' (n***a!) We ain't f**in' with yall' [Verse 2: Hodgy Beats] f** everybody else, all Hodgy need is Left Break it down on the stoop, rollin' up on the stairs Smokin' up a lotta' weed, Chillin' with Domo G Buying gold for the fiends, MellowHigh till I read R.I.P on my grave, n***a still gettin' paid Family got it made, haters still talkin' sh** But that ain't meanin' much, b**h n***a meet em' up I shoot 'em with nina slugs in his face and leave the club Poppin' rubberbands (what!?) Poppin' rubberbands (what!?) Wolf Gang run tonight n***a mutha' f** your clan Gettin' money payin' Uncle Sam On the canvas cam, wait till I paint the sand (Yeea!) On the beach, on the atlas where ya' hands can't reach (Yeea!) Pay for my hotel ticket, she gon' s** my dick at least (Yeea!) Bought my car, only broke n***as lease, I got your b**h on a leash And her perfume on my fleece, Shes sweet like reecees [X2] You know we takin' shots (what?!) Know we takin' shots (what?!) Empty the clip, reload that b**h(Brrrrrroooop) Know we takin' shots, n***as know we takin' shots Know we takin' shots (what?!) Empty the clip, reload that b**h Know we takin' shots (We ain't f**in' with yall') (We ain't f**in' with yall')