Yo,
GB on the track
On some Nice For What Shit
They call me Cole in the booth
And Drake in the sheets
Name's GB, admire what he amassed
From the city but I'll show you what freedom has
I'm tryna build up, you'll see what this region has
Win in forts, like I'm Puck tryna see some ass, ay
Shoutout to my homies with a big meat
I left a big nut stain need a thick sheet
Waiting for the summer we ain't got no spring heat
Don't put no dick in front of me you know I will beat
Don't pull out shrimp I ain't talking what the fish eat
Got a big round booty need a big seat
If I find a hotter man you know I will cheat
Like it all up in my stomach like some grilled meat
Try to slide into my DM's, think this dick free?
GB going into gay rap history
I try to grab it but his shit too slippery
Y'all already know that I be nuttin' quickly
I'll be f*cking with these dudes till I'm sixty
Started all this shit with nothing I was sixteen
Now I'm coming up and working on the big three
You call us G-B, Juicy Fsh & Yung Peen
Who'da thought that I'd be hitting up the club scene
Out here pimping like the Wolf out in Wall Street
Y'all know I be talking about that one scene
Giving head but instead he's got male genes
F*ck bitches, I'm just tryna get that male seed
Don't gotta leave the crib for reefer I get mailed weed
Pull up with the wrong shit, and I'll call Keegs
Then like his hairline, we both finna recede
Afraid we, gotta follow the procedure
Soloing this shit don't need a feature
They ask me, "Ass or tits?" I tell them neither
Cuz a good dick will always leave me weaker
The dick he gave was giving me a seizure
Shrimp dick don't do it but it's cheaper
Don't like women but I like a hot teacher
I don't rap, call myself a public speaker
I'll teach ya, how to read the big book
With the rules of the gay rap QuickBooks
Think I'm crazy? Boy I think you're mistook
When his booty popping know I take a quick look
Get the checkbook, see him falling too his knees
Ay, Let him in the kitchen with a booty squeeze
Pushing limits I get up to 104 degrees
F*ck popping 1 perc, bitch take 43
The One GB - Take 43 Lyrics
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Yo,
GB on the track
On some Nice For What Shit
They call me Cole in the booth
And Drake in the sheets
Name's GB, admire what he amassed
From the city but I'll show you what freedom has
I'm tryna build up, you'll see what this region has
Win in forts, like I'm Puck tryna see some ass, ay
Shoutout to my homies with a big meat
I left a big nut stain need a thick sheet
Waiting for the summer we ain't got no spring heat
Don't put no dick in front of me you know I will beat
Don't pull out shrimp I ain't talking what the fish eat
Got a big round booty need a big seat
If I find a hotter man you know I will cheat
Like it all up in my stomach like some grilled meat
Try to slide into my DM's, think this dick free?
GB going into gay rap history
I try to grab it but his shit too slippery
Y'all already know that I be nuttin' quickly
I'll be f*cking with these dudes till I'm sixty
Started all this shit with nothing I was sixteen
Now I'm coming up and working on the big three
You call us G-B, Juicy Fsh & Yung Peen
Who'da thought that I'd be hitting up the club scene
Out here pimping like the Wolf out in Wall Street
Y'all know I be talking about that one scene
Giving head but instead he's got male genes
F*ck bitches, I'm just tryna get that male seed
Don't gotta leave the crib for reefer I get mailed weed
Pull up with the wrong shit, and I'll call Keegs
Then like his hairline, we both finna recede
Afraid we, gotta follow the procedure
Soloing this shit don't need a feature
They ask me, "Ass or tits?" I tell them neither
Cuz a good dick will always leave me weaker
The dick he gave was giving me a seizure
Shrimp dick don't do it but it's cheaper
Don't like women but I like a hot teacher
I don't rap, call myself a public speaker
I'll teach ya, how to read the big book
With the rules of the gay rap QuickBooks
Think I'm crazy? Boy I think you're mistook
When his booty popping know I take a quick look
Get the checkbook, see him falling too his knees
Ay, Let him in the kitchen with a booty squeeze
Pushing limits I get up to 104 degrees
F*ck popping 1 perc, bitch take 43
GB on the track
On some Nice For What Shit
They call me Cole in the booth
And Drake in the sheets
Name's GB, admire what he amassed
From the city but I'll show you what freedom has
I'm tryna build up, you'll see what this region has
Win in forts, like I'm Puck tryna see some ass, ay
Shoutout to my homies with a big meat
I left a big nut stain need a thick sheet
Waiting for the summer we ain't got no spring heat
Don't put no dick in front of me you know I will beat
Don't pull out shrimp I ain't talking what the fish eat
Got a big round booty need a big seat
If I find a hotter man you know I will cheat
Like it all up in my stomach like some grilled meat
Try to slide into my DM's, think this dick free?
GB going into gay rap history
I try to grab it but his shit too slippery
Y'all already know that I be nuttin' quickly
I'll be f*cking with these dudes till I'm sixty
Started all this shit with nothing I was sixteen
Now I'm coming up and working on the big three
You call us G-B, Juicy Fsh & Yung Peen
Who'da thought that I'd be hitting up the club scene
Out here pimping like the Wolf out in Wall Street
Y'all know I be talking about that one scene
Giving head but instead he's got male genes
F*ck bitches, I'm just tryna get that male seed
Don't gotta leave the crib for reefer I get mailed weed
Pull up with the wrong shit, and I'll call Keegs
Then like his hairline, we both finna recede
Afraid we, gotta follow the procedure
Soloing this shit don't need a feature
They ask me, "Ass or tits?" I tell them neither
Cuz a good dick will always leave me weaker
The dick he gave was giving me a seizure
Shrimp dick don't do it but it's cheaper
Don't like women but I like a hot teacher
I don't rap, call myself a public speaker
I'll teach ya, how to read the big book
With the rules of the gay rap QuickBooks
Think I'm crazy? Boy I think you're mistook
When his booty popping know I take a quick look
Get the checkbook, see him falling too his knees
Ay, Let him in the kitchen with a booty squeeze
Pushing limits I get up to 104 degrees
F*ck popping 1 perc, bitch take 43
Writer: Hayden Gay
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