[Intro: Freddie Gibbs]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Mama said it would be days like this
Knew the police was gon' raid like this
Knew this shit was in my veins like this
Nigga, fuck it, I get paid like this
Mama said that it'd be days like this
Knew the police was gon' raid like this
Knew this shit was in my veins like this (Yeah)
Nigga, fuck it, I get paid like this (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Shit get wet up, triple threat, uh
Devil in the flesh walkin' in Triple S, uh
Bullet with the green tip go through the vest, uh
1990 Testarossa, fuck a Tesla
My Uncle Sam sold me them yams, government issued grams
Grandma got her taxes back, I can trap out the Grand Am
Cooking dope to Gregory and Luther, that was a nigga jam (There's nothing better than love)
Bitch, ain't nothing better than love, go get it from your man
Iced out G where my heart used to be (Bitch)
I smoke a nigga then show up while they reading his eulogy
I blew my first million on cars, drugs, bitches, and jewelry
I run the section now, I love my connection, Chuck Woolery (Chuck Woolery, nigga)
Corleone casino, Freddie Tarantino
They do me like Benny Blanco, then I'll go smoke Carlito (Bitch)
In Vegas, I sold a kilo at a suite in the Rio (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I often eat with them people that'll kidnap your people
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
[Chorus: Freddie Gibbs]
Mama said it would be days like this
Knew the police was gon' raid like this
Knew this shit was in my veins like this
Nigga, fuck it, I get paid like this
Mama said that it'd be days like this
Knew the police was gon' raid like this
Knew this shit was in my veins like this (Yeah)
Nigga, fuck it, I get paid like this (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Shit get wet up, triple threat, uh
Devil in the flesh walkin' in Triple S, uh
Bullet with the green tip go through the vest, uh
1990 Testarossa, fuck a Tesla
My Uncle Sam sold me them yams, government issued grams
Grandma got her taxes back, I can trap out the Grand Am
Cooking dope to Gregory and Luther, that was a nigga jam (There's nothing better than love)
Bitch, ain't nothing better than love, go get it from your man
Iced out G where my heart used to be (Bitch)
I smoke a nigga then show up while they reading his eulogy
I blew my first million on cars, drugs, bitches, and jewelry
I run the section now, I love my connection, Chuck Woolery (Chuck Woolery, nigga)
Corleone casino, Freddie Tarantino
They do me like Benny Blanco, then I'll go smoke Carlito (Bitch)
In Vegas, I sold a kilo at a suite in the Rio (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I often eat with them people that'll kidnap your people
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