Redd Shotta - Grand Theft Auto Lyrics

(F*ck you Quin)
Aye aye
Shotta
Shotta
Shotta (F*ck you Quin)
Xoxoxo

Aye, I break into your house, like it's grand theft auto
Aye, I break into your house, like it's grand theft auto
Aye, and tell that pussy boy, I'ma f*ck his daughter (Hahaha)
Aye, and tell that pussy boy, I'ma f*ck his daughter (Yea! Yea!)
I break into his house, like it's grand theft auto (Like it's grand theft auto)
I break into his house, like it's grand theft auto (Like it's grand theft auto)
And bitch I pulled up with rocket launchers (I pulled up with a rocket launcher)
And bitch I pulled up with rocket launchers (Yea! Yea!)

I'm driving with Franklin, in my new black Bugatti (Boom! Boom!)
Aye, I hit the strip club, then I go John Gotti (John Gotti)
Aye, I just hit Ammunation and I caught a body (Pop! Pop!)
Aye, they see me at his door, now they wanna say sorry (Oh no!)
Bitch don't know I got mob ties with Lester (I got mob ties)
All these bitches be fools, they really be jesters (Clown ass motherf*cker)
I'm only chasing money, I'm a real go getter (I'm a real go getter)
I been in the lab, I been in the lab way more than Dexter (Way more than Dexter)

Aye, I break into your house, like it's grand theft auto
Aye, I break into your house, like it's grand theft auto
Aye, and tell that pussy boy, I'ma f*ck his daughter (Hahaha)
Aye, and tell that pussy boy, I'ma f*ck his daughter (Yea! Yea!)
I break into his house, like it's grand theft auto (Like it's grand theft auto)
I break into his house, like it's grand theft auto (Like it's grand theft auto)
And bitch I pulled up with rocket launchers (I pulled up with a rocket launcher)
And bitch I pulled up with rocket launchers (Yea! Yea!)