Yeah, representing Carolina, Carolina's finest Hidden Gs nigga (Huh)
Look ay what can you do f*ck the booboo
I'm talking bullshit
They tried to pull it
They think that I'm stupid
But I think they foolish
I came to this conclusion
Over wine at Ruth Chris
They tell me that I'm ruthless
Cause really I might shoot shit up
And pour cyanide all into his cup
Then catch him outside with my two fist up
But we shooting all ones cause stack might shoot shit up
Like click clack buck
See Mo he got the dollars in a big black truck
That's that tahoe music gotta fill that up
Bitch you feel that bump huh
Mark been making beats I gotta kill that huh
You feel that uh
That's that real rap huh
Representing Carolina Fort Mill that's them
If you stacking stack something
Shot my nigga Mo we got the crib back bumping
Got the neighbors outside like tell me when that's coming
Damn they tell me dumb it down
But I'm too real to have some dummies round
They got me chewing up these beats like they gummies now
Are you proud, they think I lost my f*cking crown
Are you down, these niggas gotta hunt me down (Woo)
I got this money on me
I think it's funny homie
These niggas really think they can come thru and try stomping on me
My mind is to freal
My mind is to ill
My grind is to real
I spit that trill
Spill that real real rapping
That real ill rapping
Thats that Fort Mill capping
Fort Mill capping ass niggas they think they snapping
But here lately I been in the background playing what's happen
You niggas ain't really out here I'm just really out here snapping
And this is freestyle
I told you niggas that I'm really f*cking lethal
Like two nines with two nines that's two nines
Like three cals and four cals like (Woo woo woo)
They gotta cool me down Mo bruh
I'm to motherf*cking high in this bitch nigga
Ay bruh we bout to come take the game over nigga
We bout to pull up in this bitch
You know what I'm saying
Range Rovers all summer nigga
Rolex watches all summer nigga
Gotdamn Jesus pieces and we don't even believe Jesus nigga
You know what I'm saying
Gotdamn we just out here rocking
Hidden Gs motherf*cking Carolinas to the fullest nigga
Straight to the neck you already know what I'm saying
Took that shit from Larry June
We ain't even on the east coast west coast
You know what I'm saying
My bad motherf*cker
Smidge out this bitch
You know what I'm saying
Smoking on that big gas that big purp
You know what I'm saying
Follow me
GVLD
Three i underscore IG and Twitter too
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Yeah, representing Carolina, Carolina's finest Hidden Gs nigga (Huh)
Look ay what can you do f*ck the booboo
I'm talking bullshit
They tried to pull it
They think that I'm stupid
But I think they foolish
I came to this conclusion
Over wine at Ruth Chris
They tell me that I'm ruthless
Cause really I might shoot shit up
And pour cyanide all into his cup
Then catch him outside with my two fist up
But we shooting all ones cause stack might shoot shit up
Like click clack buck
See Mo he got the dollars in a big black truck
That's that tahoe music gotta fill that up
Bitch you feel that bump huh
Mark been making beats I gotta kill that huh
You feel that uh
That's that real rap huh
Representing Carolina Fort Mill that's them
If you stacking stack something
Shot my nigga Mo we got the crib back bumping
Got the neighbors outside like tell me when that's coming
Damn they tell me dumb it down
But I'm too real to have some dummies round
They got me chewing up these beats like they gummies now
Are you proud, they think I lost my f*cking crown
Are you down, these niggas gotta hunt me down (Woo)
I got this money on me
I think it's funny homie
These niggas really think they can come thru and try stomping on me
My mind is to freal
My mind is to ill
My grind is to real
I spit that trill
Spill that real real rapping
That real ill rapping
Thats that Fort Mill capping
Fort Mill capping ass niggas they think they snapping
But here lately I been in the background playing what's happen
You niggas ain't really out here I'm just really out here snapping
And this is freestyle
I told you niggas that I'm really f*cking lethal
Like two nines with two nines that's two nines
Like three cals and four cals like (Woo woo woo)
They gotta cool me down Mo bruh
I'm to motherf*cking high in this bitch nigga
Ay bruh we bout to come take the game over nigga
We bout to pull up in this bitch
You know what I'm saying
Range Rovers all summer nigga
Rolex watches all summer nigga
Gotdamn Jesus pieces and we don't even believe Jesus nigga
You know what I'm saying
Gotdamn we just out here rocking
Hidden Gs motherf*cking Carolinas to the fullest nigga
Straight to the neck you already know what I'm saying
Took that shit from Larry June
We ain't even on the east coast west coast
You know what I'm saying
My bad motherf*cker
Smidge out this bitch
You know what I'm saying
Smoking on that big gas that big purp
You know what I'm saying
Follow me
GVLD
Three i underscore IG and Twitter too
Look ay what can you do f*ck the booboo
I'm talking bullshit
They tried to pull it
They think that I'm stupid
But I think they foolish
I came to this conclusion
Over wine at Ruth Chris
They tell me that I'm ruthless
Cause really I might shoot shit up
And pour cyanide all into his cup
Then catch him outside with my two fist up
But we shooting all ones cause stack might shoot shit up
Like click clack buck
See Mo he got the dollars in a big black truck
That's that tahoe music gotta fill that up
Bitch you feel that bump huh
Mark been making beats I gotta kill that huh
You feel that uh
That's that real rap huh
Representing Carolina Fort Mill that's them
If you stacking stack something
Shot my nigga Mo we got the crib back bumping
Got the neighbors outside like tell me when that's coming
Damn they tell me dumb it down
But I'm too real to have some dummies round
They got me chewing up these beats like they gummies now
Are you proud, they think I lost my f*cking crown
Are you down, these niggas gotta hunt me down (Woo)
I got this money on me
I think it's funny homie
These niggas really think they can come thru and try stomping on me
My mind is to freal
My mind is to ill
My grind is to real
I spit that trill
Spill that real real rapping
That real ill rapping
Thats that Fort Mill capping
Fort Mill capping ass niggas they think they snapping
But here lately I been in the background playing what's happen
You niggas ain't really out here I'm just really out here snapping
And this is freestyle
I told you niggas that I'm really f*cking lethal
Like two nines with two nines that's two nines
Like three cals and four cals like (Woo woo woo)
They gotta cool me down Mo bruh
I'm to motherf*cking high in this bitch nigga
Ay bruh we bout to come take the game over nigga
We bout to pull up in this bitch
You know what I'm saying
Range Rovers all summer nigga
Rolex watches all summer nigga
Gotdamn Jesus pieces and we don't even believe Jesus nigga
You know what I'm saying
Gotdamn we just out here rocking
Hidden Gs motherf*cking Carolinas to the fullest nigga
Straight to the neck you already know what I'm saying
Took that shit from Larry June
We ain't even on the east coast west coast
You know what I'm saying
My bad motherf*cker
Smidge out this bitch
You know what I'm saying
Smoking on that big gas that big purp
You know what I'm saying
Follow me
GVLD
Three i underscore IG and Twitter too
Writer: Kahree Bellamy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid