GWOP EXPENSES Giggs (Ft. Wretch 32)

[Verse 1: Giggs]
They gots to clock just what this is
We got the plot to top the biz
I jumped off the jet and dropped the kids
Just linked up with Gliz but stopped for Wiz
Yeah, shout out to Lethal, watch the Biz
And shout out to me, just watch the Giggs
And he told a lie, so watch the fibs
I'm Gumball three thou', fresh off the grid
What's he doin'?
Niggas gonna end up in the flossy ruin
Man are lookin' glossy, got the posse brewin'
She high upon my cock and got the proper viewin'
I ain't ever
Never, ever, ever, tell me I ain't clever
I ain't never sell out, nigga I ain't ever
If I ain't got that jacket on, I'm flyin' leather
The posse's in the place
Star quality, that's probably the case
They all strugglin', they copy and they paste
On my Jimi Hendrix, they copyin' mistakes
It's hard-body kids that got me in the place
They can't copy this, they got me in the gates
They half-copied it, they cocky and they fake
Got my hard-body chick a coffee and a cake