Correction Paroles Now & Later par G-Eazy

Featuring(s) : DaBoii, E-40 & ShooterGang Kony

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Paroles

[Intro: Butterfly & E-40]
We be to rap what key be to lock, but (N-N-Nonstop)
We be to rap what key be to lock, but
We be to rap what key be to lock, but
We be to rap what key be to lock, but (Hitmaka)
We be to rap what key be to lock, but (Yay Area, like that)
We be to rap what key be to lock, but (Tell the people that Young Gerald is back)
We be to rap what key be to lock, but (Yay Area, like that)
We be to rap what key be to lock, but (Tell the people that Young Gerald is back)

[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Yee, my phone number still start with 510
Legend in the Bay, ask about me if you don't know
So don't get it tangled or mixed up like gumbo
Walkin' out a hunnid K richer out of One Oak
Uh, the reincarnation of Hugh Hef', I tried to warn ya
P of the Year, I fucked half of California
So don't come in and try and get territorial
I killed the pussy, I should give it a memorial
R.I.P. to it
Moment of silence (Shh)
But if walls could talk, they'll say, "G, you're wildin'"

[Chorus: ShooterGang Kony & E-40]
Been up in this bitch, and I'm throwin' up my set (Yay Area)
Told 'em, "Hold the ice," there's too much water on my neck (Yay Area)
Bitch, I got now, later, and I got next
Told the bitch I love her, I just really want the check (Yay Area)
Been up in this bitch, and I'm throwin' up my set
Told 'em, "Hold the ice," there's too much water on my neck  (Yay Area)
Bitch, I got now, later, and I got next
Told the thooter that I love her, I just really want the sex

[Verse 2: G-Eazy]
Got the blessing from unc', it's just a text out here
They sayin' I'm back, I never went nowhere
No chinks in my armor, it ain't no dent nowhere
Don't play with me, I am who they protect out here
Got the keys to the Bay and the whole West out here
Pulled it out, point it at him, then said, "Your neck go there"
Bitch, I got now, later, and next out here
Uh
Please don't misquote this, me and ho shit, we don't mix
We was hyphy in '06
And if that's your girl, why your wifey on ho trips?
Out in Mykonos, on the yacht, postin' boat pics
I run out of wall space for plaques, you ain't got no hits

[Verse 3: DaBoii]
I tell the biggest bitch I love her if her pockets match
This'll cough 'em up, this ain't that, but just some Wock' in that
Like how the fuck your pockets full, and ain't no guap in that?
And my brodie bro'll wipe your nose like it's some snot in that
And this bitch so bad, I made her pick a corner
Only time this bitch done folded on me, when she bent it over
The way it's wobblin' in jeans, damn, I should get to know ya
Ain't have no mask, I pulled up on her, bitch, it's still corona
Bitch said could she come over, bitch, I'm quarantinin'
And you don't really want beef, you was born a vegan
And I bought a whole year if it was forty seasons
He take my chain, I take his life, bitch, we're more than even

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