Big Sean - Keep It Gee lyrics

Feat. 2 Chainz [Intro] Boiii, GOOD So this is what it feels like to make something outta nothing huh? For a young n***a to start with nothing and get muthaf**ing rich on ya dumba** Finally Famous [Chorus: Big Sean] b**h, my life is nothin' but a G thing Pick up a 100 G's, take off a G-string Clique full of G's and some bad-a** b**hes Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G I keep it, I keep it, I keep it I keep it G [repeated] [Verse 1: Big Sean] Okay, my life is nothin' but a G thang Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string Oh, Jesus, they love me to pieces Got up in the game cause I was tired of the bleachers Get rich, repeat it, taste it, I'm delish' Lookin' so good she put me on her f** for free list I turn her on 'fore I go in I swear that p**y keyless I might let her ride the mic and let her friend come get the remix Oh boy you do it Rollin' rich n***a weed (rich n***a weed) With a rich n***a b**h (rich n***a b**h) I'm ridin' 'round the city, in a rich n***a whip Yea a n***a paid a grip, for all this rich n***a sh** And all these bad hoes, they want a rich n***a's dick O God, this life is such a blessin' See I smoke 'til I can't smoke no more and drink is no exception Man these crazy n***as crazy, n***a when you gon' learn yo lesson They won't talk sh** about you plaques, but they gon' talk when you are restin' Man, so f** 'em [Chorus] [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] 10 Ben Franklins, n***a, that's a G homie Flash the pinky ring, baby you can ski on it Put it in your uterus, U-Haul, I move the sh** Baby I'm a shark and these rappers taste like tuna fish Look at this, movie with no movie script I die real, do this sh** Just bought an old-school so that's my newest whip Cartiers on, I can see all through the sh** I spell southside with an F that stand for foolishness f** that sh**, f** with us, we'll have you in some luxury I need a stash pot for a couple keys When I'm in the Gucci store, I spend some G's to wear some G's If you is a s**er, I'm a charger, where's the s**er fee? Luckily, smoking on that vote for me, Presidential evidence Truck so big, I can't park it at my residence Wallet so big, I can't put it in my back pocket Soon as her a** dropping, the cash dropping [Chorus] [Verse 3: Big Sean] I deserve congrats (Why?) I turned my old car into a new My basement into a presidential view One into two, a milli to a few n***as want to see me fall off, ah sh** I'll fall off and turn into you f** around, turn this peace sign to a piece Tool Time: now you learn to muthaf**in screw I feel like slappin' a ho Keep a bad b**h at the pa**enger door Never ever break these broads off a lil' Once you give 'em something they be askin' for more If I run out then I'm snatchin' up yours Man I remain a quadruple-triple OG, triple OG, triple OG And that's a sign that I'm a made n***a that's fasho