G.Baby - Certified Goofy (feat. LuhA9) Lyrics

Nigga always
Nigga always
Nigga always
Nigga always grinding, I don't give myself a break
Nigga always grinding, I don't give myself a break
Nigga always grinding, I don't give myself a break
Nigga always grinding, I don't give myself a break

Like you ain't know
I got loud

My nigga Creep sent the beat, so you know I gotta snap, nigga
Trapaholics mixed tapes
Aight
Come on

Wit my nigga G Baby
Aight nigga, aight
Come on
Let go, let do it

Young, nigga always grindin, I don't give myself a break
I been snapping for a while, if you ain't know, then you late
Young, nigga always grindin, I don't give myself a break
I been snapping for a while, if you ain't know, then you late

Hungry, Hungry for the cash steady chasing after tape
Yeah, I'm dripped in designer, mixing Louis with the bape
And yo bitch, Like it, yeah, she saying that I'm fly
She ain't f*cking wit' you, cause you po' and you pie

And yo bitch, Like it, yeah, she saying that I'm fly
She ain't f*cking wit' you, cause you po' and you pie

Brodi, the keep, bro, the gen, that nigga play
He up to fye
I can tell a shawty thick just by looking at her thigh
Had to throw that wrist up on her, now I got her ass shy

Niggas know what's up with me, they know just what it is
I'm gon' make this music, get this money
And I'm gon' stand on biz
In a party with yo' bitch, and she throwing ass, ass on me

I been out the way, ain't f*cking around, I'm getting cash
Homie
Yeah

Getting to that pape, wit
My nigga Wop keep that Drako like that shit is phone
In the stu getting high producer, say the
Getting high producer, say the weed strong

Nigga, yeah, the weed strong
We blowing hella gas, man, it's f*cking up my cologne
Man, I'm flyer than a bitch, you would think my ass a drone
I don't, I don't argue with no niggas

So you better watch your tone
Cuz shit ain't sweet
808's getting to hitting, shout out Creep
A9 got me in this bitch, we blowing gas, man, we too geek

She trying to f*ck the g, but we only in a two seat
Trying to f*ck, trying to f*ck the gang, but we only in the two seat
You ain't rolling hella blunts, boy yo' ass rolling doobies
Trying to f*ck, trying to f*ck the gang, but we only in the two seat

You ain't rolling hella blunts, but yo' ass rolling doobie
We put a tag on his ass with a K, call it Subis
You can't even Netflix and chill
You got two, got two, bitch, yo' bitch trying to link

Beat it up, I get a ruby
Gramps had me riding in a vert
Nigga ain't talking Uzi
I'm on some different type of drip

I'm mixing bape with a Gucci
Damn, son, where'd you find this
I'm on some different type of shit
I'm mixing bape with a Gucci

Shhhh G