Giannis Remix
کاور آهنگ Giannis Remix از Polo G, Hurricane Wisdom

Giannis Remix

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(B-B-Bino)

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Oh, oh, oh, ay (ayo, Kjay made that shit again)

I don't play cops and robber (no), get behind this bitch, I'll dog you

Ay, I wasn't too good at math, on God, I run with problem solvers

Ay-ay, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (ay), dope fiend, I need all that (ay)

Who bitch? Leave her fallin', gotta go, money callin' (whoa)

24, feel like Giannis (yeah), dirty pole big as Giannis, hey (bah)

Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me), plenty shots, get on side me (hey)

Plenty hos, I don't party (party), in the yo more than Gotti (Gotti)

With the mic more than Scottie (whoa), plenty toys, nigga, try me (hey)

Ay, Star Buds, Marley, I smoke more than Marley

I say fuck a Foot Locker, I wan' go hit Marni (hey)

Double cup look just like Barney, I live it, you record it

Daytime, I'm eatin' foreign, nighttime, I'm in a foreign (hey)

New bitch just got imported, why she think she important?

Ay, whole time, you know I ain't gettin' her nothin', I like my bitches borin' (hey)

G5, I'm damn near soarin', I'm tired, I'm way too beat

Thick thighs, I know you eat, baby, don't lie, I know you sleep

Ay-ay, when I get home, I just want dome, you already know I don't beat, ay

And what you doin' with all that ass? I say come throw it on me

I know you know what I mean

Got plenty hos and plenty cash, life ain't nothin', blew the fee

I hope you know that I don't

I don't play cops and robber (no), get behind this bitch, I'll dog you

Ay, I wasn't too good at math, on God, I run with problem solvers

Ay-ay, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (ay), dope fiend, I need all that (ay)

Who bitch? Leave her fallin', gotta go, money callin' (whoa)

24, feel like Giannis (yeah), dirty pole big as Giannis, hey (bah)

Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me), plenty shots, get on side me (hey)

Plenty hos, I don't party (party), in the yo more than Gotti (Gotti)

With the mic more than Scottie (whoa), plenty toys, nigga, 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 'nem my army

Bossed up 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

Lotta shit got shook up, now it's too far gone, I cannot fix

Prayin', then I look up, shit, I can't condone nothin' on my list, uh

Chase rats like Tom and Jerry, face splat, your body carried

And now nem highlights on the news, they makin' commentary

I'll spin your block, don't dare me, won't send no shots, he scary

I vow to never leave my gun, me and my Glock, we married

Ay, I don't play cops and robber (no), get behind this bitch, I'll dog you

Ay, I wasn't too good at math, on God, I run with problem solvers (bah)

Ay-ay, bitch, I'm a moneyholic (ay), dope fiend, I need all that (ay)

Who bitch? Leave her fallin', gotta go, money callin' (whoa)

24, feel like Giannis (yeah), dirty pole big as Giannis, hey (bah)

Niggas broke, that's beyond me ('yond me), plenty shots, get on side me (hey)

Plenty hos, I don't party (party), in the yo more than Gotti (Gotti)

With the mic more than Scottie (whoa), plenty toys, nigga, try me