G.T.F.O.H by The Execs Lyrics
[Hook]
Man !
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Man !
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Man !
Bullshit !
You can miss me with bullshit
Get the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Man !
Bullshit !
You can miss me with bullshit
Get the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Man !
[Verse 1]
They know
I been a real nigga since a day old
Trappin since they cut me off the navel
Out my momma puss pushing yayo
If I get it then I got it they I say so
Arrogant bitch Imma A-hole
Shoe bottom redder than tomato
Since I’m ahead now you gotta give falasho
To the realest nigga that ever done did it
I’m the type of trip that you never wanna visit
My click get it
Bitch I Ball
X Ray vision no credit card limit
The cheddar I’m spending I'm wearing all Linen
This right here Mt. Clair
All yall shit be fake
Get the fuck outta here
Pick my bitches up by the pair
On my wrist in ah audemar
Man them diamonds you rockin’ ain’t diamonds
What’s that shit you got up in there
Ah ha spit you pop in your ear
Man these haters don’t know us
But if they ain’t talkin’ about paper
This what you say everytime they approach you
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Get the fuck
Ain’t finna get my temper up
I change hoes like the temperature
Then I throw them out like dispenser cups
I keep a couple bad bitches on my downtime
Not the kind that give apprentice cuts
The D.R. ass shots on them bitches
Then everybody here gets fucked
Now bounce your ass on a real nigga
Bounce that ass on a real nigga
I make the cash fall like spilled liquor
Major League ball infield pitcher
I payed for each broad to get a lil thicker
Pimp C y’all trill drill nigga
Executive booth went dolo
Cause y’all homos like Lil Richard
Man !
Get the fuck out my face
Or what I tucked gonna jump out my waist
Y’all on my nuts like y’all love how it taste
I’m so suffered up I get sucked outta space
Don’t get caught out of place
Man the haters don’t know us
But if you ain’t talking about paper
This what we say everytime you approach us
[Hook]
Man !
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Man !
Get the fuck outta here
Get the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Man !
Bullshit !
You can miss me with bullshit
Get the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Man !
Bullshit !
You can miss me with bullshit
Get the fuck outta here
Get all the way the fuck outta here
Man !
[Verse 1]
They know
I been a real nigga since a day old
Trappin since they cut me off the navel
Out my momma puss pushing yayo
If I get it then I got it they I say so
Arrogant bitch Imma A-hole
Shoe bottom redder than tomato
Since I’m ahead now you gotta give falasho
To the realest nigga that ever done did it
I’m the type of trip that you never wanna visit
My click get it
Bitch I Ball
X Ray vision no credit card limit
The cheddar I’m spending I'm wearing all Linen
This right here Mt. Clair
All yall shit be fake
Get the fuck outta here
Pick my bitches up by the pair
On my wrist in ah audemar
Man them diamonds you rockin’ ain’t diamonds
What’s that shit you got up in there
Ah ha spit you pop in your ear
Man these haters don’t know us
But if they ain’t talkin’ about paper
This what you say everytime they approach you
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Get the fuck
Ain’t finna get my temper up
I change hoes like the temperature
Then I throw them out like dispenser cups
I keep a couple bad bitches on my downtime
Not the kind that give apprentice cuts
The D.R. ass shots on them bitches
Then everybody here gets fucked
Now bounce your ass on a real nigga
Bounce that ass on a real nigga
I make the cash fall like spilled liquor
Major League ball infield pitcher
I payed for each broad to get a lil thicker
Pimp C y’all trill drill nigga
Executive booth went dolo
Cause y’all homos like Lil Richard
Man !
Get the fuck out my face
Or what I tucked gonna jump out my waist
Y’all on my nuts like y’all love how it taste
I’m so suffered up I get sucked outta space
Don’t get caught out of place
Man the haters don’t know us
But if you ain’t talking about paper
This what we say everytime you approach us
[Hook]