Real GDK by Famo Banga Lyrics
[Intro]
Fuck you laughing at bitch?
Wooo!
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
[Chorus]
Nigga we real GDK
Fuck all them black flags, try spinning my block we spin right back (wait)
Where your strap at?
Roll the window down it go tat tat
Put a hole in his head like a dolphin
Everybody in whip strap strapped
Different 9's like we in the army
Hundred shots do do do
No new friends these niggas be fucking with cops
30 for 30 my niggas be playing with mops
Feel like Cheif Keef in his prime boy gonna flock go keep flockin
And you know I won't stop, stop, stop
[Verse 1]
I came here to kill
I should've just signed me a deal
I guеss I'm too deep in the field
Money coming now I wеar what I wear
The fiends callin' yeah they all on my air
Street nigga, once you gone they forget
Politicing on my name, then it's real
Mother fucker I was never no snitch
I was the only one doing drills
What's a deuce deuce to a semi?
Fucked up what they did to Nicky, mother fucker should've had his fucking blicky
Try running, we get him, now I got blood on my denim
He think he a bad guy
Until I pull up with some old shit
Oh, he think I'ma catch him
Wait until I hop out
Hit his eyes, and he wildin like a bad bitch when she give a blow job
[Chorus]
Nigga we real GDK
Fuck all them black flags, try spinning my block we spin right back (wait)
Where your strap at?
Roll the window down it go tat tat
Put a hole in his head like a dolphin
Everybody in whip strap strapped
Different 9's like we in the army
Hundred shots, Do, do, do
No new friends, these niggas be fucking with cops
30 for 30, my niggas be playing with mops
Feel like Cheif Keef in his prime boy gonna flock go keep flockin
And you know I won't stop, stop, stop
[Verse 2]
I'm getting this breesh boy get your cheddar up
FTO, ain't no letting up
Give him a chest shot he ain't getting up
Now the doctors gotta wire him up
Bullets to big, nigga, no stitching that
He breathing so hard call an Asthma attack
I was a kid when niggas was Wooin' back
R.I.P to Pop Smoke, what we been through
Nigga we been through shit
Penitentiary, funerals, jail halls ain't no visiting
Red alarm, every time that we see a crip
Niggas come home and they won't even mention it
Like what's all the fuss about?
Keep saying Ike's name better watch your mouth
Niggas gonna find out where your momma house
Now that boy scared taking longer routes
[Chorus]
Nigga we real GDK
Fuck all them black flags, try spinning my block we spin right back
Where your strap at?
Roll the window down it go tat tat
Put a hole in his head like a dolphin
Everybody in whip strap strapped
Different 9's like we in the army
Hundred shots
No new friends these niggas be fucking with cops
30 for 30 my niggas be playing with mops
Feel like Cheif Keef in his prime boy gonna flock go keep flockin
And you know I won't stop, stop, stop
Fuck you laughing at bitch?
Wooo!
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
[Chorus]
Nigga we real GDK
Fuck all them black flags, try spinning my block we spin right back (wait)
Where your strap at?
Roll the window down it go tat tat
Put a hole in his head like a dolphin
Everybody in whip strap strapped
Different 9's like we in the army
Hundred shots do do do
No new friends these niggas be fucking with cops
30 for 30 my niggas be playing with mops
Feel like Cheif Keef in his prime boy gonna flock go keep flockin
And you know I won't stop, stop, stop
[Verse 1]
I came here to kill
I should've just signed me a deal
I guеss I'm too deep in the field
Money coming now I wеar what I wear
The fiends callin' yeah they all on my air
Street nigga, once you gone they forget
Politicing on my name, then it's real
Mother fucker I was never no snitch
I was the only one doing drills
What's a deuce deuce to a semi?
Fucked up what they did to Nicky, mother fucker should've had his fucking blicky
Try running, we get him, now I got blood on my denim
He think he a bad guy
Until I pull up with some old shit
Oh, he think I'ma catch him
Wait until I hop out
Hit his eyes, and he wildin like a bad bitch when she give a blow job
[Chorus]
Nigga we real GDK
Fuck all them black flags, try spinning my block we spin right back (wait)
Where your strap at?
Roll the window down it go tat tat
Put a hole in his head like a dolphin
Everybody in whip strap strapped
Different 9's like we in the army
Hundred shots, Do, do, do
No new friends, these niggas be fucking with cops
30 for 30, my niggas be playing with mops
Feel like Cheif Keef in his prime boy gonna flock go keep flockin
And you know I won't stop, stop, stop
[Verse 2]
I'm getting this breesh boy get your cheddar up
FTO, ain't no letting up
Give him a chest shot he ain't getting up
Now the doctors gotta wire him up
Bullets to big, nigga, no stitching that
He breathing so hard call an Asthma attack
I was a kid when niggas was Wooin' back
R.I.P to Pop Smoke, what we been through
Nigga we been through shit
Penitentiary, funerals, jail halls ain't no visiting
Red alarm, every time that we see a crip
Niggas come home and they won't even mention it
Like what's all the fuss about?
Keep saying Ike's name better watch your mouth
Niggas gonna find out where your momma house
Now that boy scared taking longer routes
[Chorus]
Nigga we real GDK
Fuck all them black flags, try spinning my block we spin right back
Where your strap at?
Roll the window down it go tat tat
Put a hole in his head like a dolphin
Everybody in whip strap strapped
Different 9's like we in the army
Hundred shots
No new friends these niggas be fucking with cops
30 for 30 my niggas be playing with mops
Feel like Cheif Keef in his prime boy gonna flock go keep flockin
And you know I won't stop, stop, stop