"GVNGANATI" lyrics
(feat. R5 Homixide)
R5 forever
We gon' live and die bout the gvnganati shit
On 5
For all of mines, I'll lay all yours, don't play with homixide
Never takin' off boots, they laced up
I got diamonds on my body from my wrist up
Fake gangster-ass nigga just play tough
All them chains on, never had a chain tucked
I got some killers that owe me some favours
All the bad bitches wanna have my baby
So stiff on a bitch, I won't speak to the bitch
I'll walk past the bitch, you know that I'm crazy
My mind on money, we running up millions
I gotta get rich, don't care bout the fame
We had motion before we had a deal
Nigga mad we signed a deal
Showing your hand, artificial-ass nigga, how you ain't real?
Check the scoreboard, homixide up
Nigga don't play in the field
Mask on, ski boots, like we finna do a drill
Yeah, I ride 'bout mine, look at my twin, he got murder in his eyes
Break my nigga out who be sitting inside
Fox 5, homixide, homixide
Check the scoreboard, homixide up
Nigga don't play in the field
Mask on, ski boots, like we finna do a drill
Yeah, gang shit, yeah, gang shit, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Homixide gang
Homixide gang
Bust your brain, bitch
Retarded lil' kae, yeah, pull up where you lay, get 'em
Yeah, yeah
Ya hang with the opps, you duck with the opps, bitch, I'm with the gang members
Aw
Yeah, ya hang with the opps, then you duck with the opps
Bitch, I'm with the muhfuckin' gang members
Ridin' my day one brother, my muhfuckin' brother, you play, get the pain killer
Long live R5
Got the chain and the pendant to show the love, my nigga
You play, you bound to die
If you reach for this shit, we gon' put your ass on, nigga
What say, you got any pieces under there?
Got a Glock tucked in my underwear
Got another Glock tucked in my arm
Or scream, "Bloody Redrum"
Tryna see what the lil' bitch on
Lil' bitch keep calling my phone
Like, what up? Let's get it on
Like, what up? Let's get it on
Suck it up, she gon' do it
Suck it up, she gon' do it
Lil' bitch gon' ask for some Louis
That's why I'm in love with clueless
Yeah, I die for my gang, I ride for my gang, boy, you know there ain't nun' to it
Yeah, yeah
Boy, you know, ain't nun' to it, yeah
We had motion before we had a deal
Nigga mad we signed a deal
Showing your hand, artificial-ass nigga, how you ain't real?
Check the scoreboard, homixide up
Nigga don't play in the field
Mask on, ski boots, like we finna do a drill
Yeah, I ride 'bout mine, look at my twin, he got murder in his eyes
Beak my nigga out who be sitting inside
Fox 5, homixide, homixide
Check the scoreboard, homixide up
Nigga don't play in the field
Mask on, ski boots, like we finna do a drill
Yeah, gang shit, yeah, gang shit, yeah
Homixide gang
Bust your brain, bitch
Retarded lil' kae, yeah, pull up where you lay, get 'em
Ya hang with the opps, you duck with the opps
Bitch, I'm with the gang members
We gon' live and die bout the gvnganati shit
On 5
For all of mines, I'll lay all yours, don't play with homixide
Never takin' off boots, they laced up
I got diamonds on my body from my wrist up
Fake gangster-ass nigga just play tough
All them chains on, never had a chain tucked
I got some killers that owe me some favours
All the bad bitches wanna have my baby
So stiff on a bitch, I won't speak to the bitch
I'll walk past the bitch, you know that I'm crazy
My mind on money, we running up millions
I gotta get rich, don't care bout the fame
We had motion before we had a deal
Nigga mad we signed a deal
Showing your hand, artificial-ass nigga, how you ain't real?
Check the scoreboard, homixide up
Nigga don't play in the field
Mask on, ski boots, like we finna do a drill
Yeah, I ride 'bout mine, look at my twin, he got murder in his eyes
Break my nigga out who be sitting inside
Fox 5, homixide, homixide
Check the scoreboard, homixide up
Nigga don't play in the field
Mask on, ski boots, like we finna do a drill
Yeah, gang shit, yeah, gang shit, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Homixide gang
Homixide gang
Bust your brain, bitch
Retarded lil' kae, yeah, pull up where you lay, get 'em
Yeah, yeah
Ya hang with the opps, you duck with the opps, bitch, I'm with the gang members
Aw
Yeah, ya hang with the opps, then you duck with the opps
Bitch, I'm with the muhfuckin' gang members
Ridin' my day one brother, my muhfuckin' brother, you play, get the pain killer
Long live R5
Got the chain and the pendant to show the love, my nigga
You play, you bound to die
If you reach for this shit, we gon' put your ass on, nigga
What say, you got any pieces under there?
Got a Glock tucked in my underwear
Got another Glock tucked in my arm
Or scream, "Bloody Redrum"
Tryna see what the lil' bitch on
Lil' bitch keep calling my phone
Like, what up? Let's get it on
Like, what up? Let's get it on
Suck it up, she gon' do it
Suck it up, she gon' do it
Lil' bitch gon' ask for some Louis
That's why I'm in love with clueless
Yeah, I die for my gang, I ride for my gang, boy, you know there ain't nun' to it
Yeah, yeah
Boy, you know, ain't nun' to it, yeah
We had motion before we had a deal
Nigga mad we signed a deal
Showing your hand, artificial-ass nigga, how you ain't real?
Check the scoreboard, homixide up
Nigga don't play in the field
Mask on, ski boots, like we finna do a drill
Yeah, I ride 'bout mine, look at my twin, he got murder in his eyes
Beak my nigga out who be sitting inside
Fox 5, homixide, homixide
Check the scoreboard, homixide up
Nigga don't play in the field
Mask on, ski boots, like we finna do a drill
Yeah, gang shit, yeah, gang shit, yeah
Homixide gang
Bust your brain, bitch
Retarded lil' kae, yeah, pull up where you lay, get 'em
Ya hang with the opps, you duck with the opps
Bitch, I'm with the gang members
Writer(s): Caleb Sheppard, Brandon Nanje, Corey D Angelo Moon, Keyon Jeremiah Thomas, Demetrius Antoine Chatman Jr, William Daly Howells
