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99problems - gv honcho lyrics

yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
uh, gv young honcho, i come from the south
talkin’ real reckless got knocked the f*ck out
talkin’ real reckless got hit with the glock
talkin’ real reckless got hit with the nine
he talking sh*t, now he can’t even talk
poured up real wock, ima lean and rock
bad ‘lil b*tch suck me out of my socks
i’m havin percs, shout out to my doc
i’m havin gas, shout out to my dawg
i seent a opp and let some shots off
picture young honcho inside of a loft
hole in one, i ain’t talking bout golf
hit her one night, sent the hoe to my dawg
she on all fours, to thе d*ck she gone crawl
i feel like lеbron cause the way that i ball
got ninety*nine problems i ain’t tryin to solve
got ninety*nine problems, i was down on my d*ck
walk round the hood tryna look for a l!ck
i’m havin swag stand around and get drenched
i’m up all night i’m so geeked in this b*tch
i’m off the drugs, i’m touchin’ the moon
gv worldwide, we blowin’ up soon
i’m bein myself, i ain’t tryna be bool
play wit my brudda then yo ass is doomed
uh, play wit jarvey send you to a dimension
i cook this sh*t like i’m not inside a kitchen
we is not doing no bad business
i got the whole wide world on my wish list
we bout to blow up, the time is tickin
i’m inna trap i ain’t doin the dishes
i just wanna big booty b*tch for christmas
shawty gone eat on the meat like thanksgiving
she seen the chanel bag and said, “it’s giving”
5.56 hit his ahh from a distance
i just put a eight of that wock in my liquid
bopped out with st. laurent jeans, i be drippin’
i had kicked that b*tch out the house she was trippin’
stick under my coat gone rip him to pieces
i drove that b*tch off the lot, i ain’t lease it
i told her to gummy the d*ck, don’t you t**th it
i smoke a j while i look at the stars
filled up the tank and i’m driving real far
i need some drank in my cup b*tch i’m parched
i am the first zodiac born in march
muhf*ck a protest we not bout to march
n*ggas is reptilians in disguise
i don’t know who they are, but they in disguise
god put me here just to open your mind
uh, i got the bible everywhere i go
i got the bible everywhere i g*
i’m on the drugs at errone of my shows
i pray to god because they want my soul
i keep a glocky on me, i can’t go
i coulda died, it ain’t my time to go
i coulda died, it ain’t my time to go
yeah, yeah, i’m already inside egypt
yeah, ferrari it came with a pink*slip
we did not come over here on a ship
we did not come over here on a ship
you tore my heart into pieces
gv young honcho, believe it
uh, gv young honcho, i come from the south
talkin’ real reckless got knocked the f*ck out
talkin’ real reckless got hit with the glock
talkin’ real reckless got hit with the nine
he talking sh*t, now he can’t even talk
poured up real wock, ima lean and rock
bad ‘lil b*tch suck me out of my socks
i’m havin percs, shout out to my doc

- gv honcho lyrics

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