G.T.F.O.H

By The Execs

Released on July 23, 2014

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[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]