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gdk - devon girard lyrics

[hook]

gdk
we hittin em up
gdk
our shooters are nuts
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
gdk
we hitting em up
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
we hittin em up
gdk
our shooters are nuts
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
gdk
we hitting em up
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
gdk
we hitting em up
gdk
our shooters are nuts
gdk
we hitting em up
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
[verse 1]

i f*ck with a mac
but if imma hit back
i can’t be no b*tch
imma do this sh*t right
run up in his crip
i’m smoking jay
tell his lil baby girl
“cover yo eyes
this sh*t’ll be fine
you gonna be ight
ya daddy?
he dead baby girl
say goodbye”
start f*ckin his wife
i put em on ice
hе f*ck with my nine
it cost him his life
i don’t be playin around
i don’t bе layin around
i be surveying the town
looking for opps
i’m drillin em
layin em out
i’m sayin it loud
trefo’
we been known to get loud
pop out from the circle to ivy
you see i always roll up with a crowd
i’m smokin the loud
i’m smokin on mace
i’m smokin on beezo
i’m taking an eighth
start tripping and spinning the block
looking for opps
woopin, the bullets be traced
cover the face
aim for the waist
don’t shoot for the head cuz you miss
you get laced
you wanna be smart?
aim for the heart
you hit that b*tch once
the opps gon blank
(bang)
gdk
this sh*t is a warning
psa
run up and we on you
beat his ass
you run up
we gon pop you in the face
gdk
this sh*t is a warning
psa
run up and we on you
beat his ass
you run up
we gon pop you in the face
(boom)
[hook]

gdk
we hittin em up
gdk
our shooters are nuts
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
gdk
we hitting em up
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
we hittin em up
gdk
our shooters are nuts
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
gdk
we hittin em up
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
[verse 2]

welcome to the tre fo
(let’s go)
b*tch, now i got a payroll
(bang bang)
lil f*ck boy, let’s go
i’ll slam ya ass to the ground
get yo back broke
wanna f*ck around?
beef, better leave it
you get smoked like
beezo wit a street hit
die speechless
you talking bout me b*tch?
finna wish you ain’t talk about me trick
put a snitch in the ground
6 feet sh*t
i get away wit it too cuz im white
shawty can’t be on the street sh*t
dude must be f*ckin around
i’ll put it like this, i ain’t going to jail
on b, b*tch
glock with a switch
ar*15 with a sight and a grip
but registered, b*tch
so, you ever gon’ roll up on me
your head’ll get legally split
i just be spinnin the town
waiting for sh*t to pop off in the park
they comin in crowds
they shootin
they focused on taking me out
but i made it out with a scar
hop in the car
double back
we goin to shoot the f*ggot
where he at?
or sh*t i could send em a rack
and homie come pop you
and cop a bag for yo ass
we lookin to blast
ain’t lookin to fight
we ain’t gonna bash
we shootin on sight
i’m smokin the gas
i’m lookin to light
this lil f*g up while he walkin at night
he said that he gd
we gdk
we shootin em up
leave em for dead
he get hit in the head with 20 rounds
got hit in the chest
another 10

[hook]

gdk
we hittin em up
gdk
our shooters are nuts
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
gdk
we hitting em up
gdk (bow)
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk (ba ba bow)
gdk
we hittin em up
gdk (wooo)
our shooters are nuts
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
(its juju)
gdk (gang, gang)
(gang, gang, gang)
gdk
we hittin em up
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk

[verse 3]

(gdk)
gdk
we don’t f*ck with the rakes
shooters with me
and they bully the fakes
cap rap, don’t make that mistake
cuz i know n*ggas
who could shoot at ya face
king of the hustle
my gun is my ace
i’m making him pray for his life
that n*gga still sayin his grace
woo from the ville
they know how we rock
big msf with the game
we on lock
go, why the f*ck would i stop?
i’m really a demon
i’m rollin the block
don’t pump fake
with the fakers
the glocks
my n*ggas is carrying
they real as our chops
me and my white boy
turn you you to a stain
i put em in pain for the rest of the game
are stable but demons
got ice in they veins
me and my gang don’t play no games
you do not know me
dissin thatmexican ot
baby i stay on point
like my n*gga, obee
shootin like kobe
shootin at n*ggas
who tempted to throwin wit me
king of the drill
n0body be thrown in
shawty be munchin after she get blown in
big gdk
you suck my d*ck
we see a folk
he runnin like ricky

[hook]

gdk
we hittin em up
gdk
our shooters are nuts
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
gdk
we hitting em up
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk
gdk
gdk
we hitting em up
gdk
our shooters are nuts
gdk
we hitting em up
gdk
and we don’t give a f*ck
gdk

- devon girard lyrics

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