"Gotta Be A G" lyrics
(Ain't that DJ Chose over there? Look like DJ Chose)
Tell me what's up ('Sup?)
I've seen so much (Much)
Too much shade, this shit, it ain't love (Love)
And I wanna go see about it (See about it)
But I gotta be a G about it (G about it)
I'm out of fucks (Yeah)
I've got no trust (Yeah, yeah)
I've seen so much (Oh)
And I wanna go see about it (See)
But I gotta be a G about it (G)
Gotta be a G (Yeah)
Hit your ass with the side-eye
Then I hit you with the bye-bye, yeah
True colors done shown, yeah
Your shit was tie-dye, yeah
Always talkin' that rider shit, but you never once said you a rider
Rich Homie, sayin' blah-blah (Yeah), you just talkin' that rah-rah (Hmm)
Flights out to Cancún, spent a bag on them United flights
Can't believe I fell back when you told me I should spend some nights
Can't believe I fell back when you told me I should pay your rent
Thank God for all this pimpin', stood on that, ain't send you shit (Yeah)
Gotta let that other nigga simp
He ain't me and I ain't him
I sling dick and get you right
You just call me through the night
You call him when you want dollars
You on hush, bae, then you solid
Then you gotta tell me what's up ('Sup?)
I've seen so much (Much)
Too much shade, this shit, it ain't love (Love)
And I wanna go see about it (See about it)
But I gotta be a G about it (G about it)
I'm out of fucks (Yeah)
I've got no trust (Yeah, yeah)
I've seen so much (Oh)
And I wanna go see about it (See)
But I gotta be a G about it (G)
Gotta be a G
We slippin' off on the side, yeah
Gold diamonds in my mouth, yeah
I done found me, I done shook back and changed up and you lost, yeah
Phone off the hook, bitch gon' ring
Ho want a nigga third leg
H-Town, got a brand-new bitch
Bitch fine, she a thoroughbred
Yeah, forgot who I was, forgot I came up
I forgot I'm out that East, I beat them odds, ain't change up
Had some shit off on the side, I wonder why I ain't mate her
Got them vibes that you was snaky, that's that shit I can't trust
2 a.m. and an address, you tellin' me take a shot
Now it's 3 a.m. and I'm sober and you textin' me sayin', "Now drive"
And I said no
And you know
So tell me what's up ('Sup?)
I've seen so much (Much)
Too much shade, this shit, it ain't love (Love)
And I wanna go see about it (See about it)
But I gotta be a G about it (G about it)
I'm out of fucks (Yeah)
I've got no trust (Yeah, yeah)
I've seen so much (Oh)
And I wanna go see about it (See)
But I gotta be a G about it (G)
Gotta be a G
Tell me what's up ('Sup?)
I've seen so much (Much)
Too much shade, this shit, it ain't love (Love)
And I wanna go see about it (See about it)
But I gotta be a G about it (G about it)
I'm out of fucks (Yeah)
I've got no trust (Yeah, yeah)
I've seen so much (Oh)
And I wanna go see about it (See)
But I gotta be a G about it (G)
Gotta be a G (Yeah)
Hit your ass with the side-eye
Then I hit you with the bye-bye, yeah
True colors done shown, yeah
Your shit was tie-dye, yeah
Always talkin' that rider shit, but you never once said you a rider
Rich Homie, sayin' blah-blah (Yeah), you just talkin' that rah-rah (Hmm)
Flights out to Cancún, spent a bag on them United flights
Can't believe I fell back when you told me I should spend some nights
Can't believe I fell back when you told me I should pay your rent
Thank God for all this pimpin', stood on that, ain't send you shit (Yeah)
Gotta let that other nigga simp
He ain't me and I ain't him
I sling dick and get you right
You just call me through the night
You call him when you want dollars
You on hush, bae, then you solid
Then you gotta tell me what's up ('Sup?)
I've seen so much (Much)
Too much shade, this shit, it ain't love (Love)
And I wanna go see about it (See about it)
But I gotta be a G about it (G about it)
I'm out of fucks (Yeah)
I've got no trust (Yeah, yeah)
I've seen so much (Oh)
And I wanna go see about it (See)
But I gotta be a G about it (G)
Gotta be a G
We slippin' off on the side, yeah
Gold diamonds in my mouth, yeah
I done found me, I done shook back and changed up and you lost, yeah
Phone off the hook, bitch gon' ring
Ho want a nigga third leg
H-Town, got a brand-new bitch
Bitch fine, she a thoroughbred
Yeah, forgot who I was, forgot I came up
I forgot I'm out that East, I beat them odds, ain't change up
Had some shit off on the side, I wonder why I ain't mate her
Got them vibes that you was snaky, that's that shit I can't trust
2 a.m. and an address, you tellin' me take a shot
Now it's 3 a.m. and I'm sober and you textin' me sayin', "Now drive"
And I said no
And you know
So tell me what's up ('Sup?)
I've seen so much (Much)
Too much shade, this shit, it ain't love (Love)
And I wanna go see about it (See about it)
But I gotta be a G about it (G about it)
I'm out of fucks (Yeah)
I've got no trust (Yeah, yeah)
I've seen so much (Oh)
And I wanna go see about it (See)
But I gotta be a G about it (G)
Gotta be a G
