RR - GPS

Uhh
Ye
Pussy
Gps on my leg
Gps on my leg still went to your ho house & got me some head
Gps on my leg still ran up a check fuck what they saying
Gps on my leg fuck the cops & my opps ok
Ye these niggas hate me
These niggas in competition but they cant race me
It's prolly about a bitch or that boy statements
I really came from them bricks its hard to break me
Ye
Hold up your rolex
If your whole gang next
Trapping moving them pounds
I only run with some vets
Cant trust a bitch on this earth
She gotta come with a sketch
Ion fuck with none of these niggas
Unless we out the same vet
Drop the top
On yo block
Got the drop
From a opp hoe
Ready to opp shop
Swipe for credit them young niggas on go
I wouldnt give a fuck if 12 come im posted like light poles
Nigga spoke on pooh & now his momma face froze
Woah
Uhh
Drop the top on sun roof so i can see these hoes
Gps on my leg
Gps on my leg still went to your ho house & got me some head
Gps on my leg still ran up a check fuck what they saying
Gps on my leg fuck the cops & my opps ok
Pussy
These niggas hate me
These niggas in competition but they cant race me
It's prolly about a bitch or that boy statements
I really came from them bricks its hard to break me

Written by:
DeTravius Stringer

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