Young Giftz - Who is Giftz lyrics

rate me

Daddy was a rumbler, my father was on the screener

Watch Scarface dreams of being Pacino

Cash money brothers, we operated like nino

But I ain’t gonna snitch, we could pick another scene now

Rock a by baby let the text speak

Chicken get hacked thick, weighting up the dope using mad trick

I ain’t real nigga baby, you ain’t never met giftz

In the club with the hammer on me, by the exit

All my niggas official, we get it on

Charlie on, play with them pistols, I get them gone

Bullets in the ruger like tickets I send them home

Man my finger fuck the triggy and busting you head moan

Nigga I’m in my zone, I’m prolly sipping remi now

If you catch me licking dub I guarantee I’m semi down

Brawl kick the door in, I swear they try to sit me down

But I ain’t have shit to say, so we just sat and looked around

Doubles born but fuck it, that’s how the game go

Niggas aim around for no reason, they got an anger

Bitches ain’t fucking for nothing, you who they aim for

If I don’t leave with all of this money, then what we came for

Slicker than a kango, nigga need a go route

Get all of this old money, getting off that old coupe

Looking at the plug like you wrote it on the song bo

Prolly tweaking on me like you brought me all these 1’s oh

That’s d money, player smell the residue

You can’t tell me shit about this work or who to sell it to

I be thinking all these niggas work, that’s what the selling do

Somebody telling me in ...speak, extraterrestrial.