GVO CJ - 1 (Percy Harvin) Lyrics

He talm bout, "hey bae"

GVO

They tellin' me that I am one of one,
I just be doin' this shit for fun
I don't even gotta tote no gun, but I still be clutchin' it
Made a play in the Ville, look like Percy Harvin, nigga
How I get it and I don't even bring it through the back,
Yeah, I'm slidin through this shit, Usain Bolt when I'm on the track
And every time that I'm talkin' jhitt I'm speakin' facts,
I know that I can always go rack for rack,
And my niggas, yeah, on that block, we Kobe and Shaq
And these niggas talkin' crazy, I can't even hear 'em,
God is the only soul I'm fearin',
That is the soul that I'm tryna chase, I can't be chasin' no fee with a pretty waist
But these hoes be so fine, I don't even waste no time,
Tell that hoe what I be on, she feeling on me, yeah, she want the dog to get a bone, Ooh
I ain't even tryna talk about these hoes
I'm just tryna get this money off these shows,
Yeah this bih f*ck me after the damn show
I told her, your new job is to f*ckin' blow,
Because I done blew, I might put her on my crew
But I told you about them hoes, You can't bring them around them bros

And you can't bring them niggas 'round the VO, Niggas hatin' on me cause I give the city hope
And you niggas, really bitches, and you choke
Nigga trippin', your bitch see me, she tryna give me throat,
All these niggas trippin', and they bitches, and they moanin'
Niggas hatin on me, gettin' money every morning and night nigga
I don't even gotta fight, nigga, got a nigga behind me and you know he takin' lives, nigga
And I'm takin' risks, and I'll take his bitch and I'm shootin' shit
Thinkin' that I'm Curry, but I'm on some dark-skinned shit
Niggas hatin' on me, yeah, I'm out here parkin' shit, out here parkin' shit
You ain't goin' nowhere
F*ck nigga, you don't need no hair
We'll chop a nigga head off, don't make me put you in the dirt, nigga
Gettin' all these Franklins off yo body like I'm Kirk
Ima get him, I ain't Smurk
If they try my brother, I'ma get him, I ain't Smurk
Catch that nigga in the street, I don't even smirk
In Gainesville, they don't treat me like I'm Durk, nigga
They treat me like I'm Ceej, GVO
Fifteen behind me, and they treat me like I'm Percy hoe