G-FLEX - GMS lyrics

Shout out to my real n***as flexing in the 'Dos' Hottest in the city, if you ain't know it now you know I hate them n***as who all think they got it but they don't 'Til a real n***a gotta show them how it really go I used to play those childish games but now I'm getting older I cut the bullsh**, stop chasing women, I hit em up and call em over Somebody tell Dane on my way I just booked another flight from the Dos now I'm heading to LA I hit up G-Flex early mornings, tell him work the magic I'm tryna make that guala flip because I'm sick of trapping 'Cuz I got Steph with the connects and a little baking soda In the kitchen cooking with that wrist motion, wrist motion I roll one for right na I need a little ting for the summer right na I told her I was down for tonight, I can give ya what ya like If ya man don't treat you right Come and pop i for a real one right na We can do this right na So tell me how you feeling for me right na Man! You ain't gotta tell me twice If you down for tonight Watch me catch a flight And hit you with the quick quick quick quick! I remember being nothing back in '011 I was struggling to chase my dreams, to make sh** happen Man, that was back when we was kids Back before the grip When Mani stole the whip I'm talkin back when Terrance used to spark up 106 OOOH! I had to take em way back! I'm talking back before Rozay had bought the Maybach This generation won't believe me when I say that The way my day set I be chilling at the spot where your bae at Going up! Right na! Somebody tell my city that I'm on right na! Man! Tell them boys I'm legit And them n***as ain't sh** If you wanna test the kid We could settle that problem right na Watch me k** em right na Ain't a n***a in my squad giving f**s right na Man! The way I'm runnin' sh** You don't wanna see me trip LeftSide known to flip real quick, quick, quick, quick! Gotta ball, gotta get the grip I be stuntin' at the mall with the whip I'm a young Ray Allen with the wrist Straight jumping out the gym Oh you f**in with the kid? No who you f**in with? Who you know be f**in with the kid? Imma shut his as down with the swiftness I know some n***as who could put you in a ditch For a ounce of Eartha Kitt If they don't take ya life , they finna take ya b**h right na So come and test it right na Oh Lord... Put me on right na Put me on right na, got my whole damn squad turnin up right na Man! So put me on right na, put me on right na My squad got the whole city up right na Man! These n***as ain't raising no alarms right na You f**in with a real grown man right na Put me on right na, put me on right na These n***as ain't causin no harm right na When you see me flick the wrist And you see that thing swish, got you looking like a b**h Tell that n***a fix my nets right na So put me on right na This is some grown man sh** I'm on some grown man sh** Girl, I just want the p**y f** that romance sh** You be on the road on some "No man sh**" And I be in the club on some "Throw bands sh**" Cuz this that grown man sh** Yea I'm on some grown man sh** And you don't need no n***a on some broke man sh** You don't need no n***a that's gon slow down sh** Girl, you just need a n***a that's gon hold down sh**! And I'm gon hold down sh**... Oh Lord