[Intro: Propain]
G&B
Long time comin'
Turn the right though (Yeah)
Ridin' slab shit
G-G-G&B
[Verse 1: Propain]
Look, I woke up in this bitch like ha (Yeah)
We some trill niggas and a gang of paper like ha (Yeah)
Hand full of gold and purple and it ain't the Lakers like boy (Uh)
Player shit, now your boy, she boppin'
When you drunk and start to think her party poppin', I'ma pick-and-roll with her like Karl and Stockton
From the time of hustle like Hardwood Allen, all the hoes we passin', every car gets choppin'
If you talkin' bars, then I'm the hardest out here, treat your favorite artist like a porta-potty
And these rap niggas so fake to me, you niggas make believe, you niggas can't compete
I'm gettin' paid to speak, you niggas payin' fees, that's some minor shit, ho, this the major leagues
Bitch nigga, I, born to lose but I raised to win
Bitch nigga, I, when you trill, mane, you just can't pretend
Bitch nigga, I, had hoes, got 'em chest-to-chest
But I'm about my paper, I ain't bred for sex, I just want the head, I'm like Professor X (Uh)
Only UGK shit can bless the deck, I'm Big Steve for real, I resurrect the best (Yeah)
Never sold a drug but took my show money, let my partner flip it, call it stretch the check
And all these haters talk shit but they don't damage none (Nah), Hiram Clarke I really never plan to run (Nah)
Started with a little tryna manage crumbs, now I'm a six figure nigga still I am the one like (Brain)
G&B
Long time comin'
Turn the right though (Yeah)
Ridin' slab shit
G-G-G&B
[Verse 1: Propain]
Look, I woke up in this bitch like ha (Yeah)
We some trill niggas and a gang of paper like ha (Yeah)
Hand full of gold and purple and it ain't the Lakers like boy (Uh)
Player shit, now your boy, she boppin'
When you drunk and start to think her party poppin', I'ma pick-and-roll with her like Karl and Stockton
From the time of hustle like Hardwood Allen, all the hoes we passin', every car gets choppin'
If you talkin' bars, then I'm the hardest out here, treat your favorite artist like a porta-potty
And these rap niggas so fake to me, you niggas make believe, you niggas can't compete
I'm gettin' paid to speak, you niggas payin' fees, that's some minor shit, ho, this the major leagues
Bitch nigga, I, born to lose but I raised to win
Bitch nigga, I, when you trill, mane, you just can't pretend
Bitch nigga, I, had hoes, got 'em chest-to-chest
But I'm about my paper, I ain't bred for sex, I just want the head, I'm like Professor X (Uh)
Only UGK shit can bless the deck, I'm Big Steve for real, I resurrect the best (Yeah)
Never sold a drug but took my show money, let my partner flip it, call it stretch the check
And all these haters talk shit but they don't damage none (Nah), Hiram Clarke I really never plan to run (Nah)
Started with a little tryna manage crumbs, now I'm a six figure nigga still I am the one like (Brain)
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