Freddie Gibbs - The Diet lyrics

[Hook: Pharrell] You should be only interested in those who put you on the G You can hang out with the haters or you can hang out with me Shawty tell 'em if you can't break it down from A to Z Hey I'm on a little diet gotta stay hater free You gotta go [x7] [Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs] Talking reckless, but I ate that thang for breakfast And I’m ready keep on that ring left on my Nikes and my necklace Ain't no hickies on this sticky, keeping sh** secret when we s**ing Go to GI bout my BI rolling in the new 650 flexin Talking about some top with the top down, what you talk? Hot s**, champagne all night You ain't 'bout that life, baby keep on walking I sweat the weave out Girl you know the play before we leave out Cuddle up, double up take them to the suite Finna show these hoes what this cheese about, Gangsta Gibbs [Bridge:] Maybe she will if she wanna Maybe she do what she don't Cause we be on the pimp sh** You gon get your b**h flip, I just wanna hit, get ghost Shots to the head let's toast, twist up the flame Pledge allegiance to the realest n***as getting it in this game Serving things, made my motherf**ing name Gangsta Gibbs [Hook] [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Right back in her, and I ate that thang for dinner And I Chi-town ride in the summertime, on the West Coast in the winter Man, I f**ing left her fiending, dog, it was so cold how I did her And she hate my guts but she always gon' be right there when I hit her Talking about some top on the top floor, what you talking Hot s**, champagne all night You about 'bout that life baby keep on walking I f**s with white girls Puerto Rican, Asian, I hope you like girls Got a whole pound and broke some more down You can get tore down tonight girl [Bridge] [Hook]