Letra de YG's
Sometimes I feel like the only thing that could heal me is the bag
Done fell in love with cash
Let em smirk then we gone blast
Done fell in love with cash
Let em smirk then we gone blast
Now he murked so we can laugh
I rolled up like some purp now I got smoke for all the guys
That lil hoe left me hurt
So I had left her in the past
Got niggas who would murk for me
Put whodie in the grass
Don’t wanna make no shirt
Then tell em chill before they crash
? YG’s say go they on yo’ ass
Four Glocks
It’s just me and dawg
We got two of em
Real life
This ain’t no facade
We them shootas
Gang peice
She a choosa
Switcheroosa
No I never been a snoozer
You a loser
I fight with my Glock
But I’m at work
Can’t put my tool up
I might have to fix a nigga face
If it’s screwed up
He the type be talkin’ supa
See me don’t do nothin’
Every stop chasing loot then I’m chasing mula
Can’t never chase you do
I’m paper chasin
Chasing loot
So much shit that I achieve
Try and take and make the news
Playin checkers not no chess
You gotta think before you move
Pussy rock a vest
I’m at his neck just like some jewels
Sometimes I feel like the only thing that could heal me is the bag
Done fell in love with cash
Let em smirk then we gone blast
Now he murked so we can laugh
I rolled up like some purp now I got smoke for all the guys
That lil hoe left me hurt
So I had left her in the past
Got niggas who would murk for me
Put whodie in the grass
Don’t wanna make no shirt
Then tell em chill before they crash
? YG’s say go they on yo’ ass
I rolled up like some purp now I got smoke for all the guys
That lil hoe left me hurt
So I had left her in the past
Got niggas who would murk for me
Put whodie in the grass
Don’t wanna make no shirt
Then tell em chill before they crash
? YG’s say go they on yo’ ass
Four Glocks
It’s just me and dawg
We got two of em
Real life
This ain’t no facade
We them shootas
Gang peice
She a choosa
Switcheroosa
No I never been a snoozer
You a loser
I fight with my Glock
But I’m at work
Can’t put my tool up
I might have to fix a nigga face
If it’s screwed up
He the type be talkin’ supa
See me don’t do nothin’
Every stop chasing loot then I’m chasing mula
Can’t never chase you do
I’m paper chasin
Chasing loot
So much shit that I achieve
Try and take and make the news
Playin checkers not no chess
You gotta think before you move
Pussy rock a vest
I’m at his neck just like some jewels
Sometimes I feel like the only thing that could heal me is the bag
Done fell in love with cash
Let em smirk then we gone blast
Now he murked so we can laugh
I rolled up like some purp now I got smoke for all the guys
That lil hoe left me hurt
So I had left her in the past
Got niggas who would murk for me
Put whodie in the grass
Don’t wanna make no shirt
Then tell em chill before they crash
? YG’s say go they on yo’ ass
