B4
TF
Lemme hear that
Money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
The money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I try to hide my image, yeah, I tried to disappear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
B4TF, yeah, that's my team and this our f*cking year
I'm on the beat
My flow, you know I had to switch it up
My niggas tryna get the guap
We run the paper up
You know we party every week and we don't give a f*ck
I'm high off weed, I'm smokin' nic, don't ask what's in my cup
5-0 pull up and bust the function, you know we gon' run
Runnin' with my hands on my waist, because I keep this gun
That getty wasn't it, to be honest, keep it a buck
The thooties, they had some buns, but they weren't havin' no fun
I'm in the spot and she throwin' it back
Reach in my duffel, I pull out the strap
Look in my pocket, it's filled up with racks
Cuttin' her off, cause that bitch was a rat
She started cryin', she gettin' attached
GK got the poke, I come in with the mac
I ain't worried about a kid in a frat
GK got a bottle, I come with a bat
Come with a bat
Come with a bat
Pop my shit
Thousand dollars shoes
Nah, you can't rock these kicks
Million dollar man, nah, you can't touch this dick
80 dollar Q, nah, you can't take a hit
Of my f*ckin' spliff,
Cause I'm puffin' it
Look at my money, you know that I'm stacking it
Like, nigga, what's happening?
My glock, I am packin' it
Based on that last song, you shouldn't rap again
Get rolled in this pack again
Run up it get tragic then
Hop in the hellcat, hit the pedal, we slammin' it
Up the glock and i'm blammin' it
Nigga I'm spraying it
Huhh
Yeah, if that's a hoe, then you can keep the bitch
And if I got that rocket on me, I don't need no switch
And yeah, I f*ck that bitch's bestie and I took a pic
I got my brother out the trenches now we in the mix
Nigga, we trippin'
Run up on brodie, you know that he dippin'
I just had a spliff, f*ck that bitch
Back to the crib
Cause, yeah, I'm different
Rule number one is don't fold for no nigga
Always gotta keep it ten-toe for my nigga
Ten toes, for my nigga
Remember we was broke, but now we gettin paper
Them niggas some jokes, they sayin' that they made us
They ain't ones who made us
They could never change us
The money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I try to hide my image, yeah, I tried to disappear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
B4TF, yeah, that's my team and this our f*cking year
She beg me to stay
Baby i'm sorry, I gotta make a play
When I'm off the addy, I'm actin' insane
When I'm off the addy, I f*ck you all day
When I'm off the addy, send shots at your brain
I need me a yerky to numb all the pain
I need a big body the size of a plane
Can't wait to cash out buy my mama a Range
Can't wait to cash out buy my brother a chain
For my brother know I'm doin' anything
If I got a problem kno' I'm callin' Lay
Know I need to call him, he seen better days
Do this for my mama, put food on my plate
Do this for my cousin, he all in the grave
Mama's oldest child, gotta pave the way
Know my younger siblings lookin' up to me
Bitches be lookin' at me, yeah
Pass that bitch off to the team
Sippin' the wock it's tea, yeah
I'm smokin' this za it's not green, yeah
Bitch wanna f*cking know me
Gotta ask her for the fee, yeah
Benjamins all on me if you wanna touch, it won't be for free, yeah
There's a price
A fee
If you can't afford, stay away from me
Drinkin' liquor, feelins chasin' me
Say you don't know what to say to me
The high is the only thing savin' me
Been losin' weight recently
Hated the way that you treated me,
Nigga, the money come easily
The money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I try to hide my image, yeah, I tried to disappear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
B4TF, yeah, that's my team and this our f*cking year
The creator
It's our f*cking year
B4TF
Don't Forget
Making music and shit
G1
GeeKay - DISAPPEAR (feat. lil dak, G1k & Rosé Aura) Lyrics
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English
B4
TF
Lemme hear that
Money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
The money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I try to hide my image, yeah, I tried to disappear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
B4TF, yeah, that's my team and this our f*cking year
I'm on the beat
My flow, you know I had to switch it up
My niggas tryna get the guap
We run the paper up
You know we party every week and we don't give a f*ck
I'm high off weed, I'm smokin' nic, don't ask what's in my cup
5-0 pull up and bust the function, you know we gon' run
Runnin' with my hands on my waist, because I keep this gun
That getty wasn't it, to be honest, keep it a buck
The thooties, they had some buns, but they weren't havin' no fun
I'm in the spot and she throwin' it back
Reach in my duffel, I pull out the strap
Look in my pocket, it's filled up with racks
Cuttin' her off, cause that bitch was a rat
She started cryin', she gettin' attached
GK got the poke, I come in with the mac
I ain't worried about a kid in a frat
GK got a bottle, I come with a bat
Come with a bat
Come with a bat
Pop my shit
Thousand dollars shoes
Nah, you can't rock these kicks
Million dollar man, nah, you can't touch this dick
80 dollar Q, nah, you can't take a hit
Of my f*ckin' spliff,
Cause I'm puffin' it
Look at my money, you know that I'm stacking it
Like, nigga, what's happening?
My glock, I am packin' it
Based on that last song, you shouldn't rap again
Get rolled in this pack again
Run up it get tragic then
Hop in the hellcat, hit the pedal, we slammin' it
Up the glock and i'm blammin' it
Nigga I'm spraying it
Huhh
Yeah, if that's a hoe, then you can keep the bitch
And if I got that rocket on me, I don't need no switch
And yeah, I f*ck that bitch's bestie and I took a pic
I got my brother out the trenches now we in the mix
Nigga, we trippin'
Run up on brodie, you know that he dippin'
I just had a spliff, f*ck that bitch
Back to the crib
Cause, yeah, I'm different
Rule number one is don't fold for no nigga
Always gotta keep it ten-toe for my nigga
Ten toes, for my nigga
Remember we was broke, but now we gettin paper
Them niggas some jokes, they sayin' that they made us
They ain't ones who made us
They could never change us
The money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I try to hide my image, yeah, I tried to disappear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
B4TF, yeah, that's my team and this our f*cking year
She beg me to stay
Baby i'm sorry, I gotta make a play
When I'm off the addy, I'm actin' insane
When I'm off the addy, I f*ck you all day
When I'm off the addy, send shots at your brain
I need me a yerky to numb all the pain
I need a big body the size of a plane
Can't wait to cash out buy my mama a Range
Can't wait to cash out buy my brother a chain
For my brother know I'm doin' anything
If I got a problem kno' I'm callin' Lay
Know I need to call him, he seen better days
Do this for my mama, put food on my plate
Do this for my cousin, he all in the grave
Mama's oldest child, gotta pave the way
Know my younger siblings lookin' up to me
Bitches be lookin' at me, yeah
Pass that bitch off to the team
Sippin' the wock it's tea, yeah
I'm smokin' this za it's not green, yeah
Bitch wanna f*cking know me
Gotta ask her for the fee, yeah
Benjamins all on me if you wanna touch, it won't be for free, yeah
There's a price
A fee
If you can't afford, stay away from me
Drinkin' liquor, feelins chasin' me
Say you don't know what to say to me
The high is the only thing savin' me
Been losin' weight recently
Hated the way that you treated me,
Nigga, the money come easily
The money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I try to hide my image, yeah, I tried to disappear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
B4TF, yeah, that's my team and this our f*cking year
The creator
It's our f*cking year
B4TF
Don't Forget
Making music and shit
G1
TF
Lemme hear that
Money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
The money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I try to hide my image, yeah, I tried to disappear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
B4TF, yeah, that's my team and this our f*cking year
I'm on the beat
My flow, you know I had to switch it up
My niggas tryna get the guap
We run the paper up
You know we party every week and we don't give a f*ck
I'm high off weed, I'm smokin' nic, don't ask what's in my cup
5-0 pull up and bust the function, you know we gon' run
Runnin' with my hands on my waist, because I keep this gun
That getty wasn't it, to be honest, keep it a buck
The thooties, they had some buns, but they weren't havin' no fun
I'm in the spot and she throwin' it back
Reach in my duffel, I pull out the strap
Look in my pocket, it's filled up with racks
Cuttin' her off, cause that bitch was a rat
She started cryin', she gettin' attached
GK got the poke, I come in with the mac
I ain't worried about a kid in a frat
GK got a bottle, I come with a bat
Come with a bat
Come with a bat
Pop my shit
Thousand dollars shoes
Nah, you can't rock these kicks
Million dollar man, nah, you can't touch this dick
80 dollar Q, nah, you can't take a hit
Of my f*ckin' spliff,
Cause I'm puffin' it
Look at my money, you know that I'm stacking it
Like, nigga, what's happening?
My glock, I am packin' it
Based on that last song, you shouldn't rap again
Get rolled in this pack again
Run up it get tragic then
Hop in the hellcat, hit the pedal, we slammin' it
Up the glock and i'm blammin' it
Nigga I'm spraying it
Huhh
Yeah, if that's a hoe, then you can keep the bitch
And if I got that rocket on me, I don't need no switch
And yeah, I f*ck that bitch's bestie and I took a pic
I got my brother out the trenches now we in the mix
Nigga, we trippin'
Run up on brodie, you know that he dippin'
I just had a spliff, f*ck that bitch
Back to the crib
Cause, yeah, I'm different
Rule number one is don't fold for no nigga
Always gotta keep it ten-toe for my nigga
Ten toes, for my nigga
Remember we was broke, but now we gettin paper
Them niggas some jokes, they sayin' that they made us
They ain't ones who made us
They could never change us
The money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I try to hide my image, yeah, I tried to disappear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
B4TF, yeah, that's my team and this our f*cking year
She beg me to stay
Baby i'm sorry, I gotta make a play
When I'm off the addy, I'm actin' insane
When I'm off the addy, I f*ck you all day
When I'm off the addy, send shots at your brain
I need me a yerky to numb all the pain
I need a big body the size of a plane
Can't wait to cash out buy my mama a Range
Can't wait to cash out buy my brother a chain
For my brother know I'm doin' anything
If I got a problem kno' I'm callin' Lay
Know I need to call him, he seen better days
Do this for my mama, put food on my plate
Do this for my cousin, he all in the grave
Mama's oldest child, gotta pave the way
Know my younger siblings lookin' up to me
Bitches be lookin' at me, yeah
Pass that bitch off to the team
Sippin' the wock it's tea, yeah
I'm smokin' this za it's not green, yeah
Bitch wanna f*cking know me
Gotta ask her for the fee, yeah
Benjamins all on me if you wanna touch, it won't be for free, yeah
There's a price
A fee
If you can't afford, stay away from me
Drinkin' liquor, feelins chasin' me
Say you don't know what to say to me
The high is the only thing savin' me
Been losin' weight recently
Hated the way that you treated me,
Nigga, the money come easily
The money, cars, clothes, that gon' make the hoes appear
I try to hide my image, yeah, I tried to disappear
I hopped back in the studio, I had to reappear
B4TF, yeah, that's my team and this our f*cking year
The creator
It's our f*cking year
B4TF
Don't Forget
Making music and shit
G1
Writer: Greg Brown, Manny Kirabo, Dakota Goddard, Emmett Brown
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: GeeKay
Language: English
Length: 4:27
Written by: Greg Brown, Manny Kirabo, Dakota Goddard, Emmett Brown