GMD

[Verse 1: RV]

I told bro I’m itchin to ride

He said "yo, just take it easy"

I’ll take that risk like CB

Put man all over the TV

Still anyting shh get shh

Dem man don’t wanna see me

Make food disappear Houdini

Now I got keys to the beamer like Beenie

Jeepers Creepers, Freddie and Jason through your speakers

Get round there in tracky and slides then run man down in their sneakers

Grim reapers, Bet you don’t resurrect like Jesus

Jeepers creepers, get rid of that yute like foetus

[Verse 2: Headie One]

One for the money

Two in the dots that’s lost

Surprised that the gang’s still free

Now we still put new fours on the block

Fuck five-o

Had me bang up at about six so I couldn’t keep my eyes off the clock

Touch road and I took that risk

I sold seven Gs of rock

Eight times out of ten gang got it

Anyting shh get shh

Make man trip, spill, vomit

Shh got shh from the shh

[?] way lil bro, one lock it

Last night won that lat

Blood all over the bonnet

I had the whole block doin up moshpit

[Hook]

Guns, money and drugs

You already know, gang been doin up road

Bad Bs throwin up Os

How can we be broke? If we (w)rap white like K koke

Next few shows, we’re gonna spend that money on smoke

[Verse 3]

Pochettino, tryna do G money like Nino

Ride man’s ting, go light man’s skin like he’s albino

All black like emo

Put 10 in the back, Coutinho

Out here getting paid in full

And I tell girls that my real name’s Rico

They try mock me cos RV had a job like H boogie

Didn’t come for me and play looksee

GBH showed prints from the crime scene

Jury looked at me like "How could he?"

In, Fully, Big, Bully

Opps still chat on the net

I’ve been there day and night, Kid Cudi

[Verse 4]

Big man chatty and past the time

Palm of the skeng

When we go past the nine

Shh got chinged in the ride

He ran and couldn’t make it past the line

Shh got chinged and snitched

I swear that he’s still up in court and cryin

I see man doin a vid, still out tryna flex with ice

You coulda got smoked in your head

But you’re like 35

When’s the last time man’s done a works, that’s awkward

Man [?] won't free they’re cautious

Cah they know gang’s all about scorin

[Hook]

Guns, money and drugs

You already know, gang been doin up road

Bad Bs throwin up Os

How can we be broke? If we (w)rap white like K koke

Next few shows, we’re gonna spend that money on smoke