G.M.G Jay Finesse - 153rd Lyrics

(Ayy) Finesse GMG shit
(Ayy) (Ayy) (What)
One fifty three
Nigga that's the trey
We out here everyday
Hold on what I say
(Ayy)
Lately niggas been sleepin'
Finna' take off like I'm speedin'
Gotta lil' hoe and she decent
I'm Gettin' new money it's recent
I'm too cold I'm anemic
Gotta' stay with pole I'm on defense
Mo'Money and Sakrunna' geekin'
Off a mid and they tweakin' nigga
They wanna' slide on the opps'
They wanna' shoot sum shots
They want niggas in box
We gone terrorize they block
Niggas say they GMG
But we know they not
I'm just gettin' this money
Why would I stop
Niggas be move frontin'
Talm' bout they whippin' a pot
I was baggin' work and servin'
Just to get a lil' knot
Foe nem' was droppin' a 4 in a 2 liter pop
We was leanin' off the act, we ain't sippin' onna wock
Disrespect get em wacked then
Remember way back when
I left blood on the sole of my timbs
Young nigga too Icey, yea I'm cold
They dick riding need to stop holdin'
Fat ass roll on me never foldin'
Got aim for real we be scorin'
Flame the opps up inna mornin'
Run it up yea that's important
Run it up while you be snorin'
Use to sip on the drank I was pourin'
Bitches on me like Ralph Lauren
I think shorty name Morgan
I dunk that bitch like I'm Jordan
Then skrt off in a foreign
Niggas be bitches I don't know why they talking
We leave em' in ditches, cross out white chalk em'
I play in the league, crossin' niggas I'm ballin'
I Walk up like a mailman and then leave shells there
(Ayy)
Lil' nigga you bet not be fallin'
(Ayy) (Ayy)
Lil' nigga you bet not be fallin'
Stand over we gone get em' there
That mean he up there
He out of here
On foe nem'