[Verse 1: Tommy Swisher]
Look had to shake some hating niggas off cause I'm tryna ball
Bitch I need it all and I'm appalled
You ever thought I was in the same league as y'all
That's like hitman challenging young niggas to brawl
That's like tryna tell a nigga you better when he a God
Think of your mother 'fore you choose to utter lies
Upon your brother name in public, it won't do you nothing
N-n-n-n-nothing but discussion, destroy
You in love make all your girlfriends love me
Fill her tummy have your honey screaming out
[Chorus: Nathan Fouts]
Gimmie More
Gimmie More
Gimmie More
Just Gimmie More
[Verse 2: Ernest K]
Ay popping back and forth this like a tennis match
This is how it happens when you rapping with the Henny stash Mini stash burn it burn it finish that
Your cabbage patch bitch ain't really cut it
Here take her that's a piggie back
Church service and fried chicken for Sunday lunches
But I swear to God if it's popping off then I'm throwing punches One eh two three to the four
If I'm ever running dry then I just holla give me more
I from the 6 1 5 where the legends never die but we ride three Deep in a ford fusion with no plates, and I'm still driving on Suspended needed more weight, thats why I'm screaming
Look had to shake some hating niggas off cause I'm tryna ball
Bitch I need it all and I'm appalled
You ever thought I was in the same league as y'all
That's like hitman challenging young niggas to brawl
That's like tryna tell a nigga you better when he a God
Think of your mother 'fore you choose to utter lies
Upon your brother name in public, it won't do you nothing
N-n-n-n-nothing but discussion, destroy
You in love make all your girlfriends love me
Fill her tummy have your honey screaming out
[Chorus: Nathan Fouts]
Gimmie More
Gimmie More
Gimmie More
Just Gimmie More
[Verse 2: Ernest K]
Ay popping back and forth this like a tennis match
This is how it happens when you rapping with the Henny stash Mini stash burn it burn it finish that
Your cabbage patch bitch ain't really cut it
Here take her that's a piggie back
Church service and fried chicken for Sunday lunches
But I swear to God if it's popping off then I'm throwing punches One eh two three to the four
If I'm ever running dry then I just holla give me more
I from the 6 1 5 where the legends never die but we ride three Deep in a ford fusion with no plates, and I'm still driving on Suspended needed more weight, thats why I'm screaming
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