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G.D Video (MV)




Performed By: Cosmictoya
Language: English
Length: 3:40
Written by: Cosme Montoya




Cosmictoya - G.D Lyrics




Catch me in a lambo that's when she goin f*ck with me
Having hundreds and fifties, that's why she f*cked with me
You we're there from the start, now you the industry
Tryna take a piece of mine who she foolin b

I don't want no trick
I don't need no bitch
Money chasing shit
On my banking wrist
Diamonds on my neck
I don't hesitate
Stackin on a bitch
Always working late

On my paper chase
I know nothing else
Tryna reach a mil
Weed is all I smell
And when alone
I drink and smoke
I'm feeling really good
Hit up the homies
So I won't feel lonely in the hood
Hit up the park, smoking
Coastin', its uh f*ckin' mood
Missin uh bitch that I would cuddle and that f*cked with tunes
But she ain't loved me, only f*cked with me
Cause I had some money

And poppa told me go get some money and f*ck some honies

I want the baddest, I need the realest
The type to hold it down when I'm in my feelins
Who knows the balance
And is honestly attracted
Material-listic isn't what she practiced

The best feeling, is feeling like you can be yourself.
With somebody that make you feel what you haven't felt
Is been a minute, since I've been in it
I keep on swimming
Tryna find my match, til then I'm just gunna smash

You got some issues and I hope you working on them, babe
Why you keep playing with my muthaphukin name
Saying I ain't shit, but clearly you're the one who has a face
Lookin like a dog that doesn't get what they want
Askin for such and such
But where the love
Where'd it go
Telling me attentions needed, and I give it
Always feinin.
Check support ain't coming in the mail
And now you screaming
Independent ladies lookin at you f*cking screamin
You Can't catch a break from being such a mess-up, in the floor beggin for some cents
And you keep asking for some more
What a shame, I really fell in love with such a whore
Love was all talk, except the money and the fame
Thought we both be at the top
Thought we both be hella great
But know i know youre nothing but a f*cking thot
I broke the lock
For taking all my stock
Aint even cook and clean
So I threw you back in stock
And I did that shit for free

I want the baddest, I need the realest
The type to hold it down when I'm in my feelins
Who knows the balance
And is honestly attracted
Material-listic isn't what she's practiced

The best feeling is feeling like you can be yourself
With somebody that make you feel, what you haven't felt
Is been a minute, since I've been in it
I keep swimming
Tryna find my match, til then I'm just gunna smash
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Catch me in a lambo that's when she goin f*ck with me
Having hundreds and fifties, that's why she f*cked with me
You we're there from the start, now you the industry
Tryna take a piece of mine who she foolin b

I don't want no trick
I don't need no bitch
Money chasing shit
On my banking wrist
Diamonds on my neck
I don't hesitate
Stackin on a bitch
Always working late

On my paper chase
I know nothing else
Tryna reach a mil
Weed is all I smell
And when alone
I drink and smoke
I'm feeling really good
Hit up the homies
So I won't feel lonely in the hood
Hit up the park, smoking
Coastin', its uh f*ckin' mood
Missin uh bitch that I would cuddle and that f*cked with tunes
But she ain't loved me, only f*cked with me
Cause I had some money

And poppa told me go get some money and f*ck some honies

I want the baddest, I need the realest
The type to hold it down when I'm in my feelins
Who knows the balance
And is honestly attracted
Material-listic isn't what she practiced

The best feeling, is feeling like you can be yourself.
With somebody that make you feel what you haven't felt
Is been a minute, since I've been in it
I keep on swimming
Tryna find my match, til then I'm just gunna smash

You got some issues and I hope you working on them, babe
Why you keep playing with my muthaphukin name
Saying I ain't shit, but clearly you're the one who has a face
Lookin like a dog that doesn't get what they want
Askin for such and such
But where the love
Where'd it go
Telling me attentions needed, and I give it
Always feinin.
Check support ain't coming in the mail
And now you screaming
Independent ladies lookin at you f*cking screamin
You Can't catch a break from being such a mess-up, in the floor beggin for some cents
And you keep asking for some more
What a shame, I really fell in love with such a whore
Love was all talk, except the money and the fame
Thought we both be at the top
Thought we both be hella great
But know i know youre nothing but a f*cking thot
I broke the lock
For taking all my stock
Aint even cook and clean
So I threw you back in stock
And I did that shit for free

I want the baddest, I need the realest
The type to hold it down when I'm in my feelins
Who knows the balance
And is honestly attracted
Material-listic isn't what she's practiced

The best feeling is feeling like you can be yourself
With somebody that make you feel, what you haven't felt
Is been a minute, since I've been in it
I keep swimming
Tryna find my match, til then I'm just gunna smash
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Writer: Cosme Montoya
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