Larrabee Studios in Universal City, California - D.G.I.F.U. lyrics

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Larrabee Studios in Universal City, California - D.G.I.F.U. lyrics

[Verse 1: Tyga] Ya'll know me, the still same OG, young T-Y-G Hated on by most these n***as But I still keep sh**tin' on n***as lowkey I don't f** with you to the third degree I keep a G, DMV, you owe a three Schemin' on the low, tryna make a n***a profitly All I do is get money, f**, and sleep I should run for mayor Been runnin' sh**, you barely maintain your b**h No, this ain't no let's say regular degular sh** Break a neck on some Busta sh** Souls of Mischief, aw sh**, aw sh** I be on 'til infinity Don't predict, b**h, what I'm gon' do Cause chances are I've outdone you And most of my so called enemies Spit your game, talk your sh** Grab your gat, call your clique Ball so hard I don't need the a**ist I'm the best, I keep saying that sh** n***a, you should too If you knew what this game'll do to you Look at bullsh** that I've been through Just to drive through and sh** on you [Hook: Tyga] Don't get it f**ed up Yesterday I was the freshest n***a in America I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh In America Don't get it f**ed up n***as talkin' 'bout oh sh** I pull up they like oh sh** Now look whose talkin', b**h Now look whose talkin', b**h, yeah Don't get it f**ed up I do this sh** for my, I do this sh** for my Do this sh** for my loved ones Don't get it f**ed up I do this sh** for my, I do this sh** for my I don't trust n***as, I only trust funds n***a [Verse 2: Chris Brown] Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got somethin' to say But nothin' comes out when they move they lips This extended clip will make Buddha sh** Shawty comin' and pullin' up with them hooter tips Never use a n***a, but she abuse the dick I lick the p**y, let it air dry We in a boat, n***a, right off the coast European or Caribbean, I'm sweatin' out my hair dye So don't get it f**ed up I got a handful of matches, f**in' with a bad b**h All my n***as is savages, better loc up Damn, it's a tragedy, all of these casualties Metal through his body, n***a, check his anatomy, oh sh** Why you pillow talkin'? That's hoe sh** n***a, you a geek, still talkin' 'bout me f**ing yo b**h I can't lie, can't lie I got a bunch of bad hoes and a wife on the side I believe I can fly, I'm the sh** now Wanna be like Mike when I die Step right up, can't name any n***a that can f** with us I'mma bring the pain, we gon' be the game-changers All in your face, I'm bustin' nuts [Hook: Tyga] Don't get it f**ed up Yesterday I was the freshest n***a in America I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh In America Don't get it f**ed up n***as talkin' 'bout oh sh** I pull up they like oh sh** Now look whose talkin', b**h Now look whose talkin', b**h, yeah Don't get it f**ed up I do this sh** for my, I do this sh** for my Do this sh** for my loved ones Don't get it f**ed up I do this sh** for my, I do this sh** for my I don't trust n***as, I only trust funds n***a [Verse 3: Pusha T] Did ya'll think I would let my dough freeze? Ho, please! Better bow down on both knees Who you think taught you to throw P's? Who you think taught you to rap keys? Dress Dries, Phillip Lim, SLP's Like Snoop D-O-double G n***a murda was the case so motherf** the police Ya'll n***as soft like Emojis, with the heart eyes Ya'll part skies, ya'll cloud k**as We aimin' n***as, my soul is blacker than apartheid We coupe n***as, you n***as riding four doors Like Uber n***a, we pilin' all of your who*es On the canopy my stamina be Enough for Pamela Anderson Lee My Katy Perry ain't afraid to carry That sh** you sniff, Taylor Swift n***as talk yet it remains a myth I never seen it, they only dream it They rap about it, do interviews With they toy cars and they little j**els [Hook: Tyga] Don't get it f**ed up Yesterday I was the freshest n***a in America I swear to God I ain't lyin', bruh, I ain't lyin' bruh In America Don't get it f**ed up n***as talkin' 'bout oh sh** I pull up they like oh sh** Now look whose talkin', b**h Now look whose talkin', b**h, yeah Don't get it f**ed up I do this sh** for my, I do this sh** for my Do this sh** for my loved ones Don't get it f**ed up I do this sh** for my, I do this sh** for my I don't trust n***as, I only trust funds