Gio Dee

Gio Dee - Timbos & 45’s lyrics

rate me

feat. Reese

Wake up in the morning with my timbos and my .45

Wake up in the morning with my timbos and my .45

Two .45’s I’m ready, gotta go this ready

A nightmare on the street, bitch niggas think I’m Freddy

Man, they see my cups are heavy

You ever get that feeling?

Now you have it nigga, ‘cause you focused on the million

What I’m dealing ain’t loving just

Black sheet, weed tinted up, three fingers up

We don’t give a fuck, no

Created these brotherhood full of fucking leaders

Eventually they’ll follow when the whole world see us

Wanna be us, can’t delete us, they bite us ‘cause we just feed ‘em

Never joined no motherfuckers ‘cause we know we can beat ‘em

I do it every season, never take a day off

Listen to what I’m saying bitch, my heart was paid off

Killed this shit and I killed your bitch, yeah I bought my green for these sets of his

Get at me, fool, just mention this, legend in my city ‘cause I never quit

Who said this live was even, bitch, this shit is not fare

Chasing your dreams, while awake it’s all a nightmare

Mother told me they’ll be patient, how can she relate to it

All I got is my .45, a couple niggas in here with me

Timbos and some flat pair

Timbos and .45’s

Mother told me they’ll be patient, how can she relate to it

All I got is my .45, a couple niggas in here with me

Timbos and some flat pair

Timbos and .45’s

At first I had a dollar and a dream

And now it’s money hurdles with my team

My baddest chick drank now, it’s the man

I’m country hopping, Paris … in Paris

Alright, I’m leaning like the Eiffel

Shorty like a riffle, .45 my niggas, with me, dutches in a cipher

I be geeking up, I might be, feeling shorty, mollies

All the fishes in the sea but my latest chick a Pisces

Yeah, I get it, y’all just let me live

Got bottle after bottle, Sunday night to live

Got timbos and the .45, your niggas do the forces up

All they move is Christmas tree, pounds up in the tour bus

I keep my money long, my enemy stay close

Shooting long start, keep them pistols and that ulcer

I keep my money long, my enemy stay close

Shooting long start, keep them pistols and that ulcer

Mother told me they’ll be patient, how can she relate to it

All I got is my .45, a couple niggas in here with me

Timbos and some flat pair

Timbos and .45’s

Mother told me they’ll be patient, how can she relate to it

All I got is my .45, a couple niggas in here with me

Timbos and some flat pair

Timbos and .45’s

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