My Gs lyrics by LB Spiffy, MDS CAN
Intro: MDS
Yeah, she want it all
Huh
Chorus: MDS
She want to go to the mall
Spend some racks, we goin’ Louis Vuitton
That nigga ain’t know what I’m on
She throw it back and you know that I’m gone
She wanna look at my bank account
I get the money, I’m cashin’ out
I spend that shit you be braggin’ bout, huh
I get the bag I’m out
Verse 1: MDS
You ain’t never give a fuck about me
I been workin’ for too long
In the middle of winter, it feels like it’s thirty degrees
I spent nights in the studio, I been grindin’ hard
Bitch I been shootin’ them 3’s
Days like these I used to pray
For them rappin’ was just a dream
R.I.P. my nigga RJ, I wish you was here to see
And them dark nights and rainy days, man you was here for me
And I can’t put my trust in anyone, thеy ain’t believe in mе
I remember I was walkin’ all alone
Now they callin’ on my phone
Huh, bitch leave me alone, yeah
Verse 2: LB Spiffy
Remember then I had no cheese
Ain’t nobody care ‘bout me
Ask around you can hear ‘bout me
Young nigga from the L.A.G
Heart in the trenches G
I’m tryna go, tryna feed the team
Miss all the dogs, gotta let them free
Been through some shit, you don’t know what I mean
This shit, it don’t be what it seem
Niggas they quick to go rat for some cheese
Don’t even ride for the dogs, niggas they quick to go ride for a treesh
I’m tryna take me a trip out, I’m tryna feel Cali’ breeze
No I can’t fuck with no skeez
I’m only ‘round with my G’s (My gang, huh)
(I’m only ‘round with my G’s)
(I’m only ‘round with my G’s)
(I’m only ‘round with my G’s)
Chorus: MDS
She want to go to the mall
Spend some racks, we goin’ Louis Vuitton
That nigga ain’t know what I’m on
She throw it back and you know that I’m gone
She wanna look at my bank account
I get the money, I’m cashin’ out
I spend that shit you be braggin’ bout, huh
I get the bag I’m out
