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Giannis Remix (feat. Polo G)

Hurricane Wisdom

Letra

    (Bi-Bi-Bino-Bino-Dino)
    Uh
    Uh
    Uh, uh, uh (Ayo, Kjay, make that shit beam)

    Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (No)
    Get behind this bitch, I dog you
    I wasn't to good at math
    On God, I run with problem solvers
    Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (Alright)
    Dope fiend, I need all that (All that)
    Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (Woah)
    Gotta go, money callin' (Oh woah)
    Thirty-four feel like Giannis (Yeah)
    Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey
    Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('Yond me)
    Hundred shots, get on side me (Hey)
    Hundred hoes, I don't party (Party)
    In the 'yo more then Gotti (Alright)
    With the mic more than Scottie (Woah)
    Plenty toys, niggas try me

    Hey, starbuds in a Marley
    I smoke more then Marley
    I say: Fuck a Foot Locker
    I want, go hit Marni (Hey)
    Double cup look just like Barney (Hey)
    I live it, you record it
    Day time in a foreigns
    Night time, I'm in a foreign (Hey)
    New bitch just got imported
    Why she think she important? (Hey)
    Whole time you know I ain't givin' her nothin'
    I like my bitches borin' (Hey)
    G5, I'm damn near soarin' (Oh)
    I'm tired, I'm way too beat (Oh)
    Thick thighs, I'm already knowin' you eat
    Baby, don't lie, I know you sleep
    Ayy, ayy, when I get home, I just want dome
    You already know I'm beat (Bi-Bi-Bino)
    Baby, what you doin' with all that ass?
    I said: Come and throw it on me
    I know you know what I mean
    Got plenty hoes and plenty cash
    Life ain't nothin' but a fee (Ayo, Kjay, make that shit [beam?])
    I hope you know that I don't

    I don't play cops and robbers (No)
    Get behind this bitch, I dog you
    I wasn't to good at math
    On God, I run with problem solvers
    Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (Alright)
    Dope fiend, I need all that (All that)
    Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (Woah)
    Gotta go, money callin' (Oh woah)
    Thirty-four feel like Giannis (Yeah)
    Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey
    Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('Yond me)
    Hundred shots, get on side me (Hey)
    Hundred hoes, I don't party (Party)
    In the 'yo more then Gotti (Alright)
    With the mic more than Scottie (Woah)
    Plenty toys, niggas try me

    Penthouse, hotel party, got killers in your lobby
    All my lil' bros'll wet your block, we turn your shit tsunami
    Ten racks to fix her body, now this lil' bitch my Barbie
    Forever locked in with my clique, lil' Too Turnt turn in my arm
    Bus stop with my foot up, and I'm not alone, I got my switch
    Niggas be tryna push up 'cause we off and on, that's still my bitch
    Lot of shit got shook up, now it's too far gone, I cannot fix
    Prayin', then I look up, shit, I can't condone none on my list, uh
    Chase rats like Tom & Jerry, face splat your body carry (Bi-Bi-Bino)
    And now them highlights on the news, they makin' commentary
    I spin your block, don't dare me, won't send no shots, he scary
    I'm vow to never leave my gun, me and my Glock, we married (Ayo, Kjay, make that shit [beam?])

    Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (No)
    Get behind this bitch, I dog you
    I wasn't to good at math
    On God, I run with problem solvers
    Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (Alright)
    Dope fiend, I need all that (All that)
    Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (Woah)
    Gotta go, money callin' (Oh woah)
    Thirty-four feel like Giannis (Yeah)
    Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey
    Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('Yond me)
    Hundred shots, get on side me (Hey)
    Hundred hoes, I don't party (Party)
    In the 'yo more then Gotti (Alright)
    With the mic more than Scottie (Woah)
    Plenty toys, niggas try me

    Ayy, I don't play cops and robbers (No)
    Get behind this bitch, I dog you
    I wasn't to good at math
    On God, I run with problem solvers
    Ayy, ayy, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (Alright)
    Dope fiend, I need all that (All that)
    Who bitch? Leave her fallin' (Woah)
    Gotta go, money callin' (Oh woah)
    Thirty-four feel like Giannis (Yeah)
    Dirty pole big as Giannis, hey (Bi-Bi-Bino)
    Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('Yond me)
    Hundred shots, get on side me (Hey)
    Hundred hoes, I don't party (Party)
    In the 'yo more then Gotti (Alright)
    With the mic more than Scottie (Woah)
    Plenty toys, niggas try me (Ayo, Kjay, make that shit beam)


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