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G Herbo – By Any Means lyrics
[Intro]
Dj Victoriouz with me in the building
[Verse 1: G Herbo and 21 Savage]
Uh, I used to be trippin' like a motherfucker (Uh)
That's 'cause I ain't listen to a motherfucker
Used to take a crunch and pour a six up in that motherfucker
Ran it up and now I'm richer than a motherfucker
And I'm glistenin' like a motherfucker
I say fuck 'em all, 'cause they don't got no love for us
We way up top, I don't see nobody but God above us (Uh)
Get so high, I feel like I'm in the stars
As a matter fact put the Wraith out the garage
I just might fuck around and buy eight cars
Know it's gon' only be one I'ma drive
I'm the one who made me everything I'ma be
Chose my world like the Wizard of Oz
Pop out I look like a blizzard my God
Look at my neck and my wrist, oh my God
This all the shit I worked hard and I prayed for
Know I deserve it, that's word to y'all
Love all my fans and that's word to y'all
Twenty a verse, yeah you heard the ball
Been stackin' and grindin', and stackin' and grindin', and stackin' and grindin'
'Till some tell me Herb just ball
Ten thousand ones in the vip watch it fall
Ain't gon' see only me shine watch us all
No I ain't here all the time but they still show me love
So this bitch on my hip, watch your dawg
Ain't with that drug shit we ain't came to brawl
Ayy you know lil' bro lettin' it all
Really it took me to stop em' to keep em' from droppin'
You shoulda just let em' get off
Bitch I go hard in the paint but I stilla' pop out start shootin'
I'm Stef or Gasol
They tryna copy my swag but they can't keep up
They just gettin' what's left of the sauce
They like damn "Swervo, what the fuck? Why you keep switchin' up?"
Ayy, I'm the king, ride this bitch, listen up (Listen up)
And it ain't cost nothin to get you hit up (Hit up)
Get a nigga crib lit up (Lit up)
Walk up in his rib and up (Uh-uh)
Two the head, he shakin', he checkin', he wan't you to live get up
That's the shit I live, it's nuts (It's nuts)
I'm alive 'cause I don't give a fuck (A fuck)
You tryna slide it's nothin'
I see a homicide it's nothin', they said he outside he stuntin'
This four-thirty semi on line but bitch we been ridin' since one
And we gon' ride as one, we all goin' down as one
Got three thirty clips, that's a hunnid
Cops hate me I ain't say nothin'
Told 'em to suck it, fuck 'em
Still in this shit, I ain't duckin'
Worth too many millions
Fonem say get from around here you trippin' you buggin'
I'm just so used to thuggin'
Grip in this bitch I'ma buck 'em
All with the ball, I'ma truck 'em
I gotta ball like [?]
Game on the line I'ma snuck em', fuck em' (Straight up)
Guess I'm a by any means type of mothafucka, uh (On God)
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
We not in the frat but step (21)
I got more stripes than a ref (On God)
The police behind I left (Straight up)
I'm runnin' 'till I'm out of breath (On God)
I told 'em I needed some help (21)
They looked at me like they was death (On God)
We try to be like bmf (Straight up)
But niggas is all for theyselves (On God)
You get distorded for plan talk
No cap I was on the move, shots went off and my Glock went John Doe
We ain't even makin' no rip post 'till we come here to cop y'all mans up
I don't even bring my niggas 'round rappers, I know they gon' fuck my face up
Know all my niggas gon' take some
Say that you a dog, shake somethin' (21)
Broad daylight, face on (Straight up)
Fuck school we was in the hood tryna make somethin' (On God)
Fix my plate but I ate somethin', you are lookin' for a [?] so that you can ate somethin' (21)
You can keep all of that shit bottled in I wish a little bitch said somethin'
He dead, we slide (Skrr)
We don't give a fuck 'bout your kid (On God)
My brother like Glocks and fn's but Savage gon' keep [?] (No cap)
The coroner thought he had a lace [?] the draco split his way (Straight up)
You're a baby when it come to this gangsta shit, somebody get this nigga a bib, pussy
[Outro: 21 Savage]
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy, pussy
Pussy
You little pussy
Dj Victoriouz with me in the building
[Verse 1: G Herbo and 21 Savage]
Uh, I used to be trippin' like a motherfucker (Uh)
That's 'cause I ain't listen to a motherfucker
Used to take a crunch and pour a six up in that motherfucker
Ran it up and now I'm richer than a motherfucker
And I'm glistenin' like a motherfucker
I say fuck 'em all, 'cause they don't got no love for us
We way up top, I don't see nobody but God above us (Uh)
Get so high, I feel like I'm in the stars
As a matter fact put the Wraith out the garage
I just might fuck around and buy eight cars
Know it's gon' only be one I'ma drive
I'm the one who made me everything I'ma be
Chose my world like the Wizard of Oz
Pop out I look like a blizzard my God
Look at my neck and my wrist, oh my God
This all the shit I worked hard and I prayed for
Know I deserve it, that's word to y'all
Love all my fans and that's word to y'all
Twenty a verse, yeah you heard the ball
Been stackin' and grindin', and stackin' and grindin', and stackin' and grindin'
'Till some tell me Herb just ball
Ten thousand ones in the vip watch it fall
Ain't gon' see only me shine watch us all
No I ain't here all the time but they still show me love
So this bitch on my hip, watch your dawg
Ain't with that drug shit we ain't came to brawl
Ayy you know lil' bro lettin' it all
Really it took me to stop em' to keep em' from droppin'
You shoulda just let em' get off
Bitch I go hard in the paint but I stilla' pop out start shootin'
I'm Stef or Gasol
They tryna copy my swag but they can't keep up
They just gettin' what's left of the sauce
They like damn "Swervo, what the fuck? Why you keep switchin' up?"
Ayy, I'm the king, ride this bitch, listen up (Listen up)
And it ain't cost nothin to get you hit up (Hit up)
Get a nigga crib lit up (Lit up)
Walk up in his rib and up (Uh-uh)
Two the head, he shakin', he checkin', he wan't you to live get up
That's the shit I live, it's nuts (It's nuts)
I'm alive 'cause I don't give a fuck (A fuck)
You tryna slide it's nothin'
I see a homicide it's nothin', they said he outside he stuntin'
This four-thirty semi on line but bitch we been ridin' since one
And we gon' ride as one, we all goin' down as one
Got three thirty clips, that's a hunnid
Cops hate me I ain't say nothin'
Told 'em to suck it, fuck 'em
Still in this shit, I ain't duckin'
Worth too many millions
Fonem say get from around here you trippin' you buggin'
I'm just so used to thuggin'
Grip in this bitch I'ma buck 'em
All with the ball, I'ma truck 'em
I gotta ball like [?]
Game on the line I'ma snuck em', fuck em' (Straight up)
Guess I'm a by any means type of mothafucka, uh (On God)
[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
We not in the frat but step (21)
I got more stripes than a ref (On God)
The police behind I left (Straight up)
I'm runnin' 'till I'm out of breath (On God)
I told 'em I needed some help (21)
They looked at me like they was death (On God)
We try to be like bmf (Straight up)
But niggas is all for theyselves (On God)
You get distorded for plan talk
No cap I was on the move, shots went off and my Glock went John Doe
We ain't even makin' no rip post 'till we come here to cop y'all mans up
I don't even bring my niggas 'round rappers, I know they gon' fuck my face up
Know all my niggas gon' take some
Say that you a dog, shake somethin' (21)
Broad daylight, face on (Straight up)
Fuck school we was in the hood tryna make somethin' (On God)
Fix my plate but I ate somethin', you are lookin' for a [?] so that you can ate somethin' (21)
You can keep all of that shit bottled in I wish a little bitch said somethin'
He dead, we slide (Skrr)
We don't give a fuck 'bout your kid (On God)
My brother like Glocks and fn's but Savage gon' keep [?] (No cap)
The coroner thought he had a lace [?] the draco split his way (Straight up)
You're a baby when it come to this gangsta shit, somebody get this nigga a bib, pussy
[Outro: 21 Savage]
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy
Pussy, pussy
Pussy
You little pussy
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