"GERMANY" lyrics

Remble, 1stplas & Ayeddawgg Lyrics

"GERMANY"
(feat. 1stplas & Ayeddawgg)

Let me confirm that we're the ones that get the West jumpin'
From what I know, you shouldn't leave until you left somethin'
She actin' bougie now, but I can see the neck comin'
Ain't worried 'bout what's on the net long as the trap boomin'
Long as the check write
I hear you poppin', but ain't never seen you left, right
He got a vest, but we not aimin' at his chest plate
Computer crashed and it can't ever get no update
I hear you nigga rappin' money, but don't touch pape'
Well, maybe someday (Well, maybe someday)
I whip it out, she get to eatin' like a mukbang (Eatin' like a mukbang)
Free my homies, fightin' new cases
This lifestyle, you gon' end in one or two places

Germany, I can't call what's next
But fuck it, I'ma do it for the set
Nigga, I'm from Germany
Beef with one or beef with all of us, what clique?
Nigga, I'm from all of 'em, Big West side Germany
Blacks, Samoans, and Mexicans
Everybody do it for the section on West side Germany
Cool, calm, and collected
'Cause, ooh, we a scene with no extras
'Cause nigga, I'm from Germany

Aye, first place tho, they gas him up and send him straight up into Auschwitz
And if buddy dissed a set, then he probably won't make it out of this
Aye, lil' raggy like to stay up in the politics
Yellin' free on my grime, he's a crash unit, they ain't stoppin' shit
Y'all ain't slidin' down guide for you, the bougie bad bitch, she sassy
Nigga talkin' 'bout bags in my crib, she dodgin' right past 'em
Tell 'em check the scoreboard, we don't got no subtractions
They tryna get up on the team, but it's never gonna happen
'Cause I'm a German, nigga claimin' rank and ain't even earnin'
If nigga doin' bunks, then we gon' toss 'em in the furnace
And I'm allergic to any bunch of shit that's just concernin'
Free Oso, free Polym, can't forget lil' Naughty, and I said West side Germany

Germany, I can't call what's next
But fuck it, I'ma do it for the set
Nigga, I'm from Germany
Beef with one or beef with all of us, what clique?
Nigga, I'm from all of 'em, Big West side Germany
Blacks, Samoans, and Mexicans
Everybody do it for the section on West side Germany
Cool, calm, and collected
'Cause ooh, we a scene with no extras
'Cause nigga, I'm from Germany

Nigga, that's on Westside Dodge, I know you heard of me
Free all my dawgs out the cage, that's fighting first degree
Fuckin' on a lame nigga thinkin' it's gon' hurt me
If I go down, it's for a beat, not no burglary
Jerks, nigga act like bitches ain't no homie
Jerks, better hit that floor, fuck, I pull me
Jerks, sorry, Mama, always keep that pole on me
Jerks, city Crippin', nigga say, "Germany"
Bitch, I'm in my city every day, who gon' murder me?
Lady dog gon' get 'em if a sly bitch curse me
Dog-ass nigga, yeah, the bitches say the nerve of me
Second street to the grandkids 'cause it's Germany

Germany, I can't call what's next
But fuck it, I'ma do it for the set
Nigga, I'm from Germany
Beef with one or beef with all of us, what clique?
Nigga, I'm from all of 'em, Big West side Germany
Blacks, Samoans, and Mexicans
Everybody do it for the section on West side Germany
Cool, calm, and collected
'Cause ooh, we a scene with no extras
'Cause nigga, I'm from Germany


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