[Verse 1:]

Yeah, stew these Ds am up to make cheese

No breakdown, move straight keys

All you see is them out of town Vs

Baby please, i’m gonna give them what they need

Call my bitch, tell her dish a couple pies out

Have a ride out, hit 9 5 south

A stake, got a honeycomb hideout

Move steps ahead, so what they gonna find now

Am out before they get her with

Smoke big spliffs, record a nigga chick (yeah)

Still getting money and all these niggas sick (they sick)

Cause their chicks be all upon the dick

Fuch a fake nigga, and real nigga shit

I’m the definition of what a real nigga is

Up 24/7 trying to handle my business

24/7 trying to scramble to live (yeah)

[Chorus:]

Men is the G shit, real G shit

That old G shit, don’t let the old G quit

Yeah, the whole G shit

Look

Men is the G shit, real G shit

That old G shit, go low G quit

The old G shit

Yeah, Look

[Verse 2:]

G shit, I’ve been on some old G shit

Since I was yay high, now am way high off old G shit

These days, these dudes don’t keep it G shit

They rather hide behind gun and images, they can’t read it

Not me pimp, I was bread to keep it thorough

Closes thing to thorough you know was diamonds on your prolow

Am presidential as ever, kissing babies, taking selfies

Wherever the road take me I speed through it, can’t go slowly

I better hope they run the replay, or the slow mo

You can ask your girl about me, and I bet that she know

I get the party jumping like the whole crowd on pogos

Slow hit niggas where it hurt, lyrics such a low blow

Not your average raping Jo Schmo

There’s no distance I don’t go

When am stepping am just walking promo

Come take a pic with me, get your likes up on a new level

Come take some hits at me, bet you be up at the sky level

Let’s roll

[Chorus:]

Men is the G shit, real G shit

That old G shit, don’t let the old G quit

Yeah, the whole G shit

Look

Men is the G shit, real G shit

That old G shit, go low G quit

The old G shit

Yeah, Look

[Verse 3: Grafh]

I do it all Baby

I’ll be right here while am fighting

Babble while am speeding

Posting while am smoking

Driving while am tweeting

My life is on the deep end

I like it on the edge

I got my gun under my pillow with your wife up in my bed

I got my Wii on loud, my rings on ice

My shades on dark, my chain on bright

I got my cup on purple, my cocaine on white

My screw is loose, they don’t be holding my brain on tight, no

I’m gonna hit you with this humdinger

Got all of my feelings in one finger

My name Grafh ho, I stash crack coke in my Versace bathrobe

Nigga my bitch bad though, you could really wait for

Your girl ass shots look like a shitty diaper

My last one night stand, you really liked her

My niggas act like rappid, they really sniper

[Chorus:]

Men is the G shit, real G shit

That old G shit, don’t let the old G quit

Yeah, the whole G shit

Look

Men is the G shit, real G shit

That old G shit, go low G quit

The old G shit

Yeah, Look