[Intro]
Yeah
Got that G shit in my head, I'm a Packers fan, yeah (Mmm)
Better get yo' homie 'fore I whack yo' mans (Turn up)
(Turn up, turn up, turn up)
Yeah, yeah
(Woah, woah, woah)
($B)
[Chorus]
I got that G shit in my head, I'm a Packers fan, yeah (Mm)
Better get yo' homie 'fore I whack yo' mans (Better get yo' homie 'fore I whack him)
Better tell they ass to chill 'fore I whack yo' fans, yeah (Can you get 'em?)
We got hella guns, this Afghanistan (We got 'em)
I got that G shit in my head, I'm a Packers fan, yeah (Mm)
Better get yo' homie 'fore I whack yo' mans (FBG shit)
Better tell they ass to chill 'fore I whack yo' fans, yeah (Can you get 'em?)
We got hella guns, this Afghanistan (FBG, bitch, gang-gang, baow)
[Verse]
Run up on me, then you leavin' in an ambulance
Better get 'em 'fore you have another dead mans
So much shootin' in the city, brought the feds in (Damn)
You put your life on the line, we let you balance it
I'll shoot yo' ass, no question, boy, don't challenge it
If the pressure get put on you, can you handle it? (Fuckin' rookie)
So many damn flashes, you'll think I'm a cameraman, ha
So much smoke in the air like we was shootin' it out with Method Man (Woah, damn)
Done with the talkin', I'm givin' out halos, mm, might as well lay low
Shooters on payroll, they shoot when I say so (Facts)
Mm, niggas hate on me because I'm made for it (Because I'm made for it)
They be talkin' shit to me like they get paid for it (Like they get paid for it)
Mm, I put that shit on my kids (My kids)
You think it's a game, then I'm splittin' your wig (Your wig)
Mm, look what you done (You done)
Mm, look what ya did (Ya did)
Mm, I'm on niggas' ass, they think I'm playin', but nigga, I'm serious
You don't want your homie inside of this 'Wood, don't ever say folks' name again
Yeah
Got that G shit in my head, I'm a Packers fan, yeah (Mmm)
Better get yo' homie 'fore I whack yo' mans (Turn up)
(Turn up, turn up, turn up)
Yeah, yeah
(Woah, woah, woah)
($B)
[Chorus]
I got that G shit in my head, I'm a Packers fan, yeah (Mm)
Better get yo' homie 'fore I whack yo' mans (Better get yo' homie 'fore I whack him)
Better tell they ass to chill 'fore I whack yo' fans, yeah (Can you get 'em?)
We got hella guns, this Afghanistan (We got 'em)
I got that G shit in my head, I'm a Packers fan, yeah (Mm)
Better get yo' homie 'fore I whack yo' mans (FBG shit)
Better tell they ass to chill 'fore I whack yo' fans, yeah (Can you get 'em?)
We got hella guns, this Afghanistan (FBG, bitch, gang-gang, baow)
[Verse]
Run up on me, then you leavin' in an ambulance
Better get 'em 'fore you have another dead mans
So much shootin' in the city, brought the feds in (Damn)
You put your life on the line, we let you balance it
I'll shoot yo' ass, no question, boy, don't challenge it
If the pressure get put on you, can you handle it? (Fuckin' rookie)
So many damn flashes, you'll think I'm a cameraman, ha
So much smoke in the air like we was shootin' it out with Method Man (Woah, damn)
Done with the talkin', I'm givin' out halos, mm, might as well lay low
Shooters on payroll, they shoot when I say so (Facts)
Mm, niggas hate on me because I'm made for it (Because I'm made for it)
They be talkin' shit to me like they get paid for it (Like they get paid for it)
Mm, I put that shit on my kids (My kids)
You think it's a game, then I'm splittin' your wig (Your wig)
Mm, look what you done (You done)
Mm, look what ya did (Ya did)
Mm, I'm on niggas' ass, they think I'm playin', but nigga, I'm serious
You don't want your homie inside of this 'Wood, don't ever say folks' name again
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