Gsd Lyrics - Aitch

Yo, slammed out the svr, it look like hulk or suttin’
Spent this money to live comfortably, I’m still .. Nuttin’
Culli cost a quarter, couldn’t insure it ’cause I’m young and bussin’
Keys for all the cribs but for the .., I just push the button

Little p**sy said he looked for me, he must be bluffin’
Being from the m, a couple cut-ins and some guns are bustin’
Half a ticket for a crib I don’t live in, I just come to f**k in
Double for my mumzy’s, hundred-thousand, boy, that’s under budget

And you .. For couple z’s, we’re ’bout to hit the m-way
Took the roof up off the bentley ’cause I need some headspace
But f**k a coupe unless it’s .., I f**k with bentaygs
Forty-thousand feet up on a jet plane, I can’t hear what them say

Still breezin’ through on moston lane
Rollie cost a box of caine
Me and you are not the same
Need that prezi with the chocolate face
Never had no enemies, .. I got opps for days, yeah

No talking, I’m like stormzy’s mate
Stalking when she saw the cake
Rollie cost a quarter wraith, yeah
Walk through me with all the pain
Pull up, blowin’ ganja, screamin’
Sorry if I’m sorta late

Get the bag, put half away, and then we go again
Tell a rapper test me, you won’t have a show again
Woke up feeling kosher, hit the roads and go and blow a ten
These pu**ies think they’re goats, I’ll give ’em hope if I ghost again

Yeah, hit the thickest chick in paris singing digga’s adlibs
Had her coming screaming woi, I went and did a madness
Put the p**sy on repeat, I think that thing’s attractive
When I’m done pushin’ on her cheeks, I tell her fling it backward

Put the footage on a screen, it’s f**kin’ cinematic
Then she suck it like she mean it, this one been a savage
Them likkle rubbers ain’t convenient, need a bigger jacket
But honestly, the p**sy’s so sweet, I didn’t think to wrap it

Driveway look like a runway
Doors on the spaceship come electric like the front gate
Splash on what I need to keep my family from the streets
So I got cameras in the trees, a couple .. On some gunplay

I heard your tune, it’s all white noise
Youngest in charge ’cause every move I make’s my choice
But still, I ask myself the same questions every night
Is my music gonna bang and does snoochie like white boys

‘bout my business, I’ve never been one for clout
Stayed on top for four years, I ain’t ever been on a drought
Made some money off my music, invested to spread it out
Couldn’t give a f**k who you think the best is, I’m gettin’ pounds