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Yeah, G herbo
Wake up thinking feeling on some lil herb shit you know no limit
R.I.P them niggas man Vonny, Slim, Wet Mouth , One Eye, Chico, Vito

[Verse 1]
I seen kobe die that was my young nigga, he was laying front Mc’donalds with them slugs in him
I had blood all on my nike’s weren’t no blood in him
Couldn’t handle it but that weren’t like me crying rip my white tee
But i’m balling i’m just like em oou i’m lit i’m icy, VVS can’t clear this stress i need my bros beside me
7 am rollin riding me and my broski sliding, no deciding homicide him, all them niggas hiding
Can’t show love in these streets you get your feeling hurt, put your trust in these niggas that got my nigga murked
Lil Roc was with me in this shit but now he in the dirt
Cap was with me hitting niggas they just hit him worse, why they get him first
And earlier that day we just was talking, how the fuck you let a nigga catch you walking, why you ain’t have that missile up and spark it
How you go out right infront of Squeek apartment
When i look in Wop eyes its like he lost it, i look at Lil Mike eyes he really lost it
In these streets so much he look exhausted, and if he need anything i tell him call me
I can’t forget about Big Losk thats like forgetting Mally
I was driving cars stolen tryna get with Mally
Now i’m riding Rovers,Royces tryna get with Mally
Lil No Limit Mally thats my dawgy
And i rap about the struggle cause thats all me
I remember shooting niggas all week, standing over niggas catching all B’s
Trying to fill a bag up like im All D’s
And no wonder niggas gettin called sweet
Slim, Wet, One Eye bitch them all G’s
Pull up on his block we shooting all three’s
If its 3 niggas standing we want all 3

[Hook: IamSu!]
Gucci man, I’m so icy
Gucci man, bitch I might be
No, I can’t stand me a hypebeast
I’ma shake my dreads cause I’m hyphy
They gettin’ striked like lightning
And I don’t want it if it ain’t exciting
And I only know real, no lying
Don’t sell that bullshit, we ain’t buying

[Verse 1: Kool John]
Everyday I’m smoking until I’m faded
Every track I hop on, I annihilate it
I got a new bitch cause my ex outdated
Bitch I’m smoking [?], og elevated
She wanna see these nuts, no dicks
Back in the day, I was pushing T’s, no clips
It’s only raw papers touching my lips
Dick so good, she wanna leave me a tip
Whisper in her ear, she getting quiet more
She got a leather jacket on like a bike boy
Like them if they got paper like a white boy
Got a smiley on my hat, I’m a Shmopboy

[Hook: IamSu!]
Gucci man, I’m so icy
Gucci man, bitch I might be
No, I can’t stand me a hypebeast
I’ma shake my dreads cause I’m hyphy
They gettin’ striked like lightning
And I don’t want it if it ain’t exciting
And I only know real, no lying
Don’t sell that bullshit, we ain’t buying

[Verse 2: IamSu!]
I remember how I pull up trynna get a sex
I’m the nigga from her dreams, I’ma get her wet
When I pull up, man, they scream front to the back
I can’t be in debt, I gotta get a check
Got the gang on deck, I’m hanging with my set
Spent like 50k on kicks, I cannot flex
When they see a nigga, they gon’ take a picture
When we in the party, it’s a flock of women
All these rappers fell off cause they not consistent
I’ma get a kitchen and a pot to piss in
HBK the type of group that go the distance
Take a shot of Henny then I’m back in rhythm

[Hook: IamSu!]
Gucci man, I’m so icy
Gucci man, bitch I might be
No, I can’t stand me a hypebeast
I’ma shake my dreads cause I’m hyphy
They gettin’ striked like lightning
And I don’t want it if it ain’t exciting
And I only know real, no lying
Don’t sell that bullshit, we ain’t buying

[Hook: IamSu!]
Gucci man, I’m so icy
Gucci man, bitch I might be
No, I can’t stand me a hypebeast
I’ma shake my dreads cause I’m hyphy
They gettin’ striked like lightning
And I don’t want it if it ain’t exciting
And I only know real, no lying
Don’t sell that bullshit, we ain’t buying

[Verse 1: Kool John]
Everyday I’m smoking until I’m faded
Every track I hop on, I annihilate it
I got a new bitch cause my ex outdated
Bitch I’m smoking [?], og elevated
She wanna see these nuts, no dicks
Back in the day, I was pushing T’s, no clips
It’s only raw papers touching my lips
Dick so good, she wanna leave me a tip
Whisper in her ear, she getting quiet more
She got a leather jacket on like a bike boy
Like them if they got paper like a white boy
Got a smiley on my hat, I’m a Shmopboy

[Hook: IamSu!]
Gucci man, I’m so icy
Gucci man, bitch I might be
No, I can’t stand me a hypebeast
I’ma shake my dreads cause I’m hyphy
They gettin’ striked like lightning
And I don’t want it if it ain’t exciting
And I only know real, no lying
Don’t sell that bullshit, we ain’t buying

[Verse 2: IamSu!]
I remember how I pull up trynna get a sex
I’m the nigga from her dreams, I’ma get her wet
When I pull up, man, they scream front to the back
I can’t be in debt, I gotta get a check
Got the gang on deck, I’m hanging with my set
Spent like 50k on kicks, I cannot flex
When they see a nigga, they gon’ take a picture
When we in the party, it’s a flock of women
All these rappers fell off cause they not consistent
I’ma get a kitchen and a pot to piss in
HBK the type of group that go the distance
Take a shot of Henny then I’m back in rhythm

[Hook: IamSu!]
Gucci man, I’m so icy
Gucci man, bitch I might be
No, I can’t stand me a hypebeast
I’ma shake my dreads cause I’m hyphy
They gettin’ striked like lightning
And I don’t want it if it ain’t exciting
And I only know real, no lying
Don’t sell that bullshit, we ain’t buying

You call me crying
The middle of the night
I’m on my knees
You’ve got me praying for a sign
It’s all wrong
She’s looking for a fight
Just say my name and I’ll come running
Don’t get me wrong
I hear your reasons
You get along over the weekends
But I’ve got it bad, yeah I’m not sleeping
And every time I hear her name my heart is breaking

Pick it up, baby, if I’m moving too slow
I got the seat back
Windows up
Just say it, I’m yours
Now every word is heavy
Tell me what you want to know
You’re my shotgun lover and I want it all

Every time we talk all night
You’ve only got one foot in the river
Baby, why?
If only I could read your mind
You’ve got your finger on the trigger, baby
Give in to me
I hear your reasons
You get along over the weekends
But I’ve got it bad, yeah I’m not sleeping
And every time I hear her name my heart is breaking

Pick it up, baby, if I’m moving too slow
I got the seat back
Windows up
Just say it, I’m yours
Now every word is heavy
Tell me what you want to know
You’re my shotgun lover and I want it all

Starry-eyed
I was young and undone
But I could have died with you there in the sun

Pick it up, baby, if I’m moving too slow
Now every word is heavy
Tell me what you want to know
I’m a shotgun lover and and I want it all

Starry-eyed
I was young and undone
But I could have died with you there in the sun

You’re my shotgun lover and I want it all

Big headed, long stick
Fucked up, turnt too
Do it big headed, long stick
Turnt up, turnt too

Gone off the shit again, that’s just how I live
Lost just like Gilligan on my own island
Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay
Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like

Look, I got hella shit
Take a whip, peep these molly rocks
I got diamonds, too
Bought a few, but they still like to swipe
Bitch, don’t call my bluff
If you want one, then meet me at the crib
You know what it is
Put your phone on off, give your phone to him, okay, cool
Girl, your ‘fro so soft, ooh, look at your friend, tryna be rude
Get put in your place and that’s out my place
So please, be nice
All this in your face, you can’t get out my face
We know your type

Gone off the shit again, that’s just how I live
Lost just like Gilligan on my own island
Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay
Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like

I got hella racks in my safe, got stars in my Wraith
I got stripper hoes snortin’ blow, dancin’ at my place
I got hella pounds from the plug that I’m ’bout to face
Three Six Mafia probably fuck yo mama back in ’98
Sippin’ on purple rain like champagne
Niggas gon’ make a toast
And that weed and shit that you passin’
If a nigga don’t choke
Rolls Royce, I’m flying, sauces drippin’
Same color as the smoke
Thousand niggas with me, in the street
Nigga look like the Pope (Oh shit, nigga!)

Gone off the shit again, that’s just how I live
Lost just like Gilligan on my own island
Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay
Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like

Gilligan lost, turned trill again
Need a vitamin, wait a min’
Better yet, a Ritalin for my adrenaline
If I’m up in my feelings, better pay the man
Like motherfuck a middle man
Like I’m the shits with the shits
Fuck another nigga bitch again off the shits again
Island boy like I’m Dominican
On repeat like a ceiling fan
All pink like I’m Killa Cam
Palms, feet, let her feel the sand
On the beach like I’m finna tan
Black and proud like a brother man
Make it rain like the weatherman
Bust your head, fuck a settlement
Captain save and never sell again

Gone off the shit again, that’s just how I live
Lost just like Gilligan on my own island
Gone off the shit again, lost just like Gilligan
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, yeah, ay
Lost just like Gilligan, ay, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like Gilligan, ay
Gone off the shit again, ay, lost just like