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Middle Finger Video (MV)




Performed By: G Perico
Language: English




G Perico - Middle Finger Lyrics
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Yeah g
Ah

Nothin' but 45 to my waistline
Got homies doing fed and state time
Lookin' for a house in the hills
Come out in blue chucks
Let them know shit real
I got a bitch that do taxes
She buy me Air Max's
And hand me rubber bands with ten thousand
I'm splashin'
I mean it when I say it, boy
Shit don't stop niggas go, we comin' back
Something gotta get shot
I put it on the line, boy
I'm out here loaded
She ain't my girlfriend
But she out here hoein'
Now homie fresh, man, n' everybody happy
That nigga got kids
And they just met they daddy
If I rob a bank and get away on the chase
It'd be all good 'cause ain't
Nobody seen my face
If I flock a house and rip
The safe out the mount
I'm cashin' out, G Wax watching out
It's G

What about your friend?
Me and my niggas get in
Book me a flight, take a trip
Keep something flat on my hip i can't slip
Middle fingers to the sky
We f*ckin' the city real hard
Hanging out deep in my granny front yard
Ain't nothin' new
We got everybody watchin'
I ain't stoppin'

Y'all can get mad but we get money
Y'all see me on the street in a '63
AMG, pull up, toss the keys
Leave it in the front please
Niggas can't touch G, bitches wanna f*ck me
Come through the hood and we racin'
Hangin' out the window throwing up gangsta
Nigga hardly punching 'cause he
Seen one time
I ain't going in 'til I see the sunshine
Nigga hollerin', "G, go!"
I gotta get away, put the pedal to the flo'
A county jail trip ain't for me
I'm a million dollar G straight out of LA
Off a million dollar street
111 East, I'm a Lock High Saint
These niggas brand new but I
Been from the gang
When I pull up to the light
All the bitches gonna stare
Lil lightskin nigga with the Jheri Curl hair
It's G

What about your friend?
Me and my niggas get in
Book me a flight, take a trip
Keep something flat on my hip i can't slip
Middle fingers to the sky
We f*ckin' the city real hard
Hanging out deep in my granny front yard
Ain't nothin' new
We got everybody watchin'
I ain't stoppin'
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Yeah g
Ah

Nothin' but 45 to my waistline
Got homies doing fed and state time
Lookin' for a house in the hills
Come out in blue chucks
Let them know shit real
I got a bitch that do taxes
She buy me Air Max's
And hand me rubber bands with ten thousand
I'm splashin'
I mean it when I say it, boy
Shit don't stop niggas go, we comin' back
Something gotta get shot
I put it on the line, boy
I'm out here loaded
She ain't my girlfriend
But she out here hoein'
Now homie fresh, man, n' everybody happy
That nigga got kids
And they just met they daddy
If I rob a bank and get away on the chase
It'd be all good 'cause ain't
Nobody seen my face
If I flock a house and rip
The safe out the mount
I'm cashin' out, G Wax watching out
It's G

What about your friend?
Me and my niggas get in
Book me a flight, take a trip
Keep something flat on my hip i can't slip
Middle fingers to the sky
We f*ckin' the city real hard
Hanging out deep in my granny front yard
Ain't nothin' new
We got everybody watchin'
I ain't stoppin'

Y'all can get mad but we get money
Y'all see me on the street in a '63
AMG, pull up, toss the keys
Leave it in the front please
Niggas can't touch G, bitches wanna f*ck me
Come through the hood and we racin'
Hangin' out the window throwing up gangsta
Nigga hardly punching 'cause he
Seen one time
I ain't going in 'til I see the sunshine
Nigga hollerin', "G, go!"
I gotta get away, put the pedal to the flo'
A county jail trip ain't for me
I'm a million dollar G straight out of LA
Off a million dollar street
111 East, I'm a Lock High Saint
These niggas brand new but I
Been from the gang
When I pull up to the light
All the bitches gonna stare
Lil lightskin nigga with the Jheri Curl hair
It's G

What about your friend?
Me and my niggas get in
Book me a flight, take a trip
Keep something flat on my hip i can't slip
Middle fingers to the sky
We f*ckin' the city real hard
Hanging out deep in my granny front yard
Ain't nothin' new
We got everybody watchin'
I ain't stoppin'
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