I’m a G Ab-Soul (Ft. Glasses Malone & ScHoolboy Q)

[Intro: Ab-Soul]
Yeah, got my nigga G Malone here, see he a g too
He understand what it be like
See I just wanna throw my swag on really
But Top and Punch, they just wanna see a nigga laid back
You know what I mean? Laid back

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
You imaginary niggas perplex me
You should see the corny shit they do to impress me
Actin' like bitches backstage who wanna sex me
Or baseball gloves all day tryin' to catch me
I run it like a track meet, but you never met me
Attract heat like black clothes or crack co-caine
My brain on the grain like a veggie (I'm uncomfortable dog)
You irritatin' like a wedgie
In particular I'm a don, mega like the maker of Friday
With nothin' to do and no job
This chrome that I hold will leave you holy like you know God
Sin City, murder in abundance
Where mothers look like they always smell onions
Ride by the elementary and kids cussin'
And it's nothin' new to us you could do to us
So get your weapon or player just get to steppin' up the stairway to heaven

[Chorus]
I'm a g from the floor
All the way up to the LA fitted up on my dome
They won't leave me alone (And I know)
You can't resist (And you don't)
Even exist
I see right through you niggas just like a ghost
Cause I'm a g for sure