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"why g?" - gdp lyrics

[intro]

gdp. smoker’s cough sh-t 20-14
yeah

[verse 1: gdp]
rapper’s my son/sun like planet earth
your girl a teen mom, should’ve planned that first (f-ck ya’ll)
eating -ss dessert
ask your managers, i’m the man in jers
west orange, that’s tatooine
walk up to a chick like “what those tattoos mean?”
i do my rap routine and count stacks
oh she, said “i really dig your style dude. mad unique.” (gdp)
i’m a t-tan like saturn’s moon
k!ll ’em softly with kindness and grat-tude
we got that att-tude
“and what you sad for?”
nah i said “i have the blues.”
i mean my lower back’s k!lling me and rappers ain’t ill as me
heavy artillery, i speak my mind like soliloquy
my rent’s 850 plus utilities, you feelin’ me?
silly g write a rhyme like shel silverstein
falling up, when i’m balling don’t call me up
at the club ’til i’m crawling drunk
or call a girl i ain’t called in months
(like) “where you calling from?”
sip wine made of red grapes and malted plums
-ssault the drums
she said “gdp your nuts.” yeah a salted one
went to war with the whole world, fought and won
i’m getting money now and more to come
gdp

[hook]
we the sh-t
(smokin’) weed and sh-t
no stems, no seeds, no sticks
throw an ounce in the crowd like i don’t need that sh-t (2x)

[outro]
gdp
need that sh-t. believe that sh-t
hash money, yeah you need that sh-t

- gdp lyrics

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