The Interview

Lyrics

[Verse 1: G.T.] Naw I don't wanna do no verse My nigga Keep playing, We'll put you in the dirt My nigga My nigga got a .45 by his shirt My nigga He rolling, He done came up out his shirt My nigga [Verse 2: Rocaine] .45 turn a nigga purple My nigga Put a nigga face on a shirt My nigga Pull up and I'll wet his ass, and skrt My nigga Yo mommy and yo whole fam hurt My nigga [Verse 3: G.T.] I bet they ain't gone put in no work My nigga Lay down on they block until they murk them niggas I can introduce you to the dope game nigga Try to run off with the work You'll meet Rocaine nigga [Verse 4: Rocaine] And yeah I'm pulling up And its curtains nigga I ain't got no muthafucking worries nigga Aye I fell like Curry nigga When I shoot, I'm gone hit I don't miss my nigga [Verse 5: G.T.] This my muthafucking life I don't write this shit I had my clio try it out He ain't like that shit I was down everyday Niggas changed It's brazy Had to put that work I know some niggas that's lazy [Verse 6: Rocaine] Damn Who the fuck keep on selling hit rock Just copped the whole thang, Hope she got on big draws Boss up lil nigga, Call me big dog Got you in a muthafucka with the lights drawn [Verse 7: G.T.] Aye Be cool young nigga Before I get pissed off Before your bed touch down It get picked off We move that weight Go state to state You can't get shit off They grab my mans the other day They feds got tipped off [Verse 8: Rocaine] Brody off the E pills Like a rock star Fuck with pounds Know as five bands on one card And my phone slapping hard Now I'm low charge .40 charged I'll get yo ass right nigga Pop the fields with dead ass white people [Verse 9: G.T.] Yeah I serve everybody But be careful with the white people I'm tryna make a couple hunnid With the right people Speaking Spanish, That's bilingual Shit from Meco, That's illegal [Verse 10: Rocaine] Fuck boys, Being broke I don't like neither Got girl catch a DMV Case I I.D. her And I'm in Cali nigga With my senorita Skeet, skeet, skeet, skeet Then its hasta vista