Gap boyz by THR3E_G0d Lyrics
[Intro]
Lil’ bitch
Yah
Skrt Skrt
Yah
(kahirapan on the beat, bitch)
[Hook: Lil Ph@ D]
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz (yah)
I be trappin’ in my Corduroys (skrt)
Hit you up with that mortar, boy (ooh)
I be countin’ up the quarters, boy (yah)
Snappin’ shit just like a photo, boy (skrt)
Shittin’ on these rappers like hemorrhoids (skrt)
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz (skrt skrt)
[Verse 1: THR3e_G0d]
Fucked your bitch in the discount jeans (okay)
You know THR3e_G0d, my rhymes are mean (mm)
I pull up with the whole damn team
My sweatpants have a line on the seam
T to the G (yuh)
You don’t fuck with me (yuh)
Or my collared tee (yuh)
They’re buy one, get one free (yuh)
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz
I’m gonna pop a cap, boy (cap boy)
I’m loadin up my gat, boy (mm)
You heard it from the Ph@ boy (yuh)
We the Gap boyz, we don’t need no designer
“Here come the Gap boyz, babe, hide your vagin-er!”
[Hook: Lil Ph@ D]
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz (yah)
I be trappin’ in my Corduroys (skrt)
Hit you up with that mortar, boy (ooh)
I be countin’ up the quarters, boy (yah)
Snappin’ shit just like a photo, boy (skrt)
Shittin’ on these rappers like hemorrhoids (skrt)
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz (skrt skrt)
[Verse 2]
I bought my new bitch a wristwatch (brr)
That a Rollie, that shit don’t tick tock (brrrt)
Collect the bag like a knick knack
Fuck that bitch, she denying that I hit that (fuck her)
I been trappin’ since 7th grade (yuh)
Tie that bitch up like 50 Shades (ooh)
They hatin’ on me cuz I’m gettin paid (bling)
Sippin’ on that lean like it’s Minute Maid (momma)
Iso on ‘em Joe Johnson
I’m a tiger like I’m from Taunton, ooh
Fuck off boy, you ain’t on my level
Ice my whole crew out, chain with the bezel
Stir the pot up like I’m Harden (swish)
Kickin’ shit just like a Spartan (gah)
When I pick up the AK, I’m a marksman
Y’all some losers like Cartman (fucker)
Didn’t let her fuck ‘cause she was beggin’ me
Ice on my wrist cost 7 Gs
Fuck wearing designer, I’m in Gap shit
Got up in that ass and I clap shit (ooh)
Oh my God, oh my God
You a bitch, you’s a fraud
My diamonds real, yours flawed (skrt)
Sippin dirty just like sod (Ac)
Lil’ bitch
Yah
Skrt Skrt
Yah
(kahirapan on the beat, bitch)
[Hook: Lil Ph@ D]
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz (yah)
I be trappin’ in my Corduroys (skrt)
Hit you up with that mortar, boy (ooh)
I be countin’ up the quarters, boy (yah)
Snappin’ shit just like a photo, boy (skrt)
Shittin’ on these rappers like hemorrhoids (skrt)
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz (skrt skrt)
[Verse 1: THR3e_G0d]
Fucked your bitch in the discount jeans (okay)
You know THR3e_G0d, my rhymes are mean (mm)
I pull up with the whole damn team
My sweatpants have a line on the seam
T to the G (yuh)
You don’t fuck with me (yuh)
Or my collared tee (yuh)
They’re buy one, get one free (yuh)
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz
I’m gonna pop a cap, boy (cap boy)
I’m loadin up my gat, boy (mm)
You heard it from the Ph@ boy (yuh)
We the Gap boyz, we don’t need no designer
“Here come the Gap boyz, babe, hide your vagin-er!”
[Hook: Lil Ph@ D]
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz (yah)
I be trappin’ in my Corduroys (skrt)
Hit you up with that mortar, boy (ooh)
I be countin’ up the quarters, boy (yah)
Snappin’ shit just like a photo, boy (skrt)
Shittin’ on these rappers like hemorrhoids (skrt)
Gap boyz, Gap boyz, Gap boyz (skrt skrt)
[Verse 2]
I bought my new bitch a wristwatch (brr)
That a Rollie, that shit don’t tick tock (brrrt)
Collect the bag like a knick knack
Fuck that bitch, she denying that I hit that (fuck her)
I been trappin’ since 7th grade (yuh)
Tie that bitch up like 50 Shades (ooh)
They hatin’ on me cuz I’m gettin paid (bling)
Sippin’ on that lean like it’s Minute Maid (momma)
Iso on ‘em Joe Johnson
I’m a tiger like I’m from Taunton, ooh
Fuck off boy, you ain’t on my level
Ice my whole crew out, chain with the bezel
Stir the pot up like I’m Harden (swish)
Kickin’ shit just like a Spartan (gah)
When I pick up the AK, I’m a marksman
Y’all some losers like Cartman (fucker)
Didn’t let her fuck ‘cause she was beggin’ me
Ice on my wrist cost 7 Gs
Fuck wearing designer, I’m in Gap shit
Got up in that ass and I clap shit (ooh)
Oh my God, oh my God
You a bitch, you’s a fraud
My diamonds real, yours flawed (skrt)
Sippin dirty just like sod (Ac)