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Veeze - GOMD (Remix) [feat. Lil Uzi Vert] lyrics

Artist: Veeze

album: Ganger


Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, yes
Yes, gang, gang, gang, gang
Shit too easy
Too much smoke bro (damn, Tye, you made this bitch too)
Yeah ayy (the fuck got into you?)
Lil Uzi
Get off my dick lil' bitch, and go fuck lil' pit (yeah, lil pit')
My weed from the garden yeah
Smokin' on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the garden
While we watchin' the Knicks (yeah-yeah)
Walk your bitch like a pit
Dogshit by my hip (walk her ass, let's go)
Got mohair all on my sweatsuit
That be that Marni shit (that marni shit)
Mix green with that purple, I'm tripping'
That be that Barney shit (that Barney shit)
You got on Dior with a Nike Tech
That be that corny shit (that corny shit, ew)
Made so many songs, I could make "Lil Uzi greatest hits" (no bap)
Called this bitch a scat
'Cause this ain't even my favorite bitch (Brr)
Me and Lil' Veeze go back to back
Spent four hunnid thousand, never drove the maybach
I talk shit, I don't ever talk back
Put the tape on the tec', it's a homemade mac
I just wanna rock, made that shit in the trap
And you wouldn't believe how much I made back
Bitch, my sole Amiri, I can never keep it cordial (nah)
I just had a foursome, pussy, that's triple oral
My chains so deep down in the ocean, I see shrimp and coral (yeah)
Boy, your watch a forty-one, I do fifty or more
I'm in the cut with a bad bitch
Like I'm tryna buck fifty a whore (woah)
I bleed anywhere that I go, better watch your mink
'Cause I drip on the floor (I drip)
I don't even call it wock
I'm sippin' the woah, I pour me some more (yeah)
Bitch, I just poured me a four
Just makin' sure that I do not catch a cold (achoo)
Bitch, I put my back to the ropes
Huh, I'm on my Jeff Hardy shit
I'm on them opiums, buffs on my face
I don't play, boi, 'bout my Carti's, bitch
I don't even play with these niggas at all
I don't even know what an atari is
I ordered a jet, couldn't take no pictures
'Cause I don't even know red carpet is
Get off my dick lil' bitch, and go fuck lil' pit (yeah, lil pit')
My weed from the garden yeah
Smokin' on more than a nic' (yeah, bitch)
My Brooklyn bitch in the garden
While we watchin' the Knicks
Walk your bitch like a pit
Dogshit by my hip (let's go)
Got mohair all on my sweatsuit
That be that marni shit (that marni shit)
Mix green with that purple I'm trippin'
That be that Barney shit (that Bbrney shit)
You got on dior with a nike tech
That be that corny shit (that corny shit)
Made so many songs, I could make "Lil Uzi greatest hits"
If I had dollar for every time these niggas hate
I'd be rich like Jay and Ye
I got rich with Babyface
We came up just making plays (Yeah)
Man, I feel just like Beyoncé
Niggas love to say my name
I can't back down from no nigga
I bring more smoke than Taylor Gang (Shh)
I'm the G.O.A.T
Dunkin' from the free throw, fadeaway (Hit that bitch)
Whippin' dope, make it Big Sean
You can't say it ain't (Hit that bitch)
I know if I wasn't that great
They wouldn't even be throwin' shade (Shh)
Say that shit come with the game
Nigga, I ain't never been no game
I don't even wanna conversate
Niggas lie right to my face (Yeah)
I'd probably be under the jail
They knew how much crime I did today (Damn)
Crybaby Veeze
Use the hundreds, wipe it away (crybaby Veeze)
I don't got change for twenty nigga
Twenty ain't nothin' but change (you hear what I'm sayin'?)
I'm tired of givin' niggas game
I'm shoppin', coppin' matty boy, I got this down in mia (huh)
This lil' bitch should get a housekeeper, I met her in LA (In LA)
I got bloods in Bompton
Crips on slauson gon' make sure I'm safe (Yeah)
Thottie breaking, Glory Gang
Slimy, I should be ashamed (Gang)
He done dropped a hundred tapes
Made no noise like pootie tang (what?)
Nigga, my heart so icy, I'm like shiesty, I'm like Gucci Mane
I'm down to a four a day, dirty water, Louie Ray
These stupid ass niggas must be freebasin'
Young nigga, I was middle school, hoes keir age
Fast forward a nigga, death day, make him meet his maker
Broke beefin' nigga, make his mama throw a fundraiser
7 Mile popstar, bitch, I'm Justin Timberlake (wow)
Fuck nigga throwin' salt, but ain't never killed a player (oh my God)
Daydreamin' 'bout the wockhardt in the 'frigerator (huh)
Dog livin' with a broke heart
Heard I hit his main one (Heard I hit his main one)
Get off my dick, lil' bitch
Lil' bitch, get off my dick (Get off my dick)
You ain't met a nigga rich like this
You ain't met a nigga rich like this
He buyin' designer on sale, that be that country shit
She callin', wanna cheat on her man, that be that horny shit
Tell me you proud of me, baby, again
I need to hear it again (I need to hear it again)
I got the gang tatted on my skin, this shit thicker than thin (yeah)
I don't trust broke niggas, it is what it is (yeah)
She bein' faithful to the kid, but I'll never commit (come on)
Get off my dick, lil' bitch, lil' bitch, get off my dick (let's go)
Get off my, lil' bitch, lil' bitch, get off my dick, yeah (let's go)
I might be og sick, I might be og sick (I might be og sick)
I flip them niggas, and I had to whip that shit, gang
Get off my dick, lil' nigga, lil' nigga, get off my dick
Hatin' ass nigga
Y'all niggas know what the fuck goin' on, man
I'm like Justin Timberlake compared to y'all lil'-ass niggas, man
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Lil' niggas man)

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