GT3

[Intro]
Glory
(Ahh)
(Damn, Damn)
(Damn, Damn)
(Damn, Damn)
(Damn, Damn)

[Chorus]
Brand new Porsche, a GT3
Living my life like GTA
We hit his chest with a ARP
Shots to his head, it give him a fade
Bitch it’s lil Blu, I get paid
Everyday I’m looking for the pint
Everyday I’m pouring up my pay
Bitch it’s everyday with the gang

[Verse]
Think I’m tripping I’m dreaming on stage
Too much gas in my lungs I’m ashamed
Started to forget where I came from
Bad hoe wanna break some
Got some friends, baby break some
I deserve it, gotta rain once
Jamaican I pull on that ting once
In LA gotta roll up that pink runtz
Why you wanna diss on the gang woah
[?] got Glocks what you thinking?
762 and the 556 gon’ hit your eye no blinking
Feel like slump ‘cause I need me the Lincolns
Bad hoe, but she into drinking
Bitch I’m everday I’m paper stacking
That hoe wanna diss on me like, “what you thinking?”
Hit the trap my niggas be drinking
Pick up the cup goddamn almost sinking
I’m the GOAT lil baby let that sink in
Haah!
I need my loot
I need my food
Lil bitch she bad, and she got attitude
Yeah I got bucks, so I dropped out of school
Mama get mad I don’t follow no rules
Step in your function, know I got a tool
If he run up then he touching the sky
Lost a couple friends, couple ties
But it’s still all love with my guys
We catch a opp we do that by surprise
No baking soda we catch up like fries
Rat to the cops, ‘cause they sing lullaby
I pop a perk now I feel like a fry

[Chorus]
Brand new Porsche, a GT3
Living my life like GTA
We hit his chest with a ARP
Shots to his head, it give him a fade
Bitch it’s lil Blu, I get paid
Everyday I’m looking for the pint
Everyday I’m pouring up my pay
Bitch it’s everyday with the gang