GTA VI

You off serving three pills
The Glock by the steering wheel
You must think you Obama, huh?
You ridin' 'round causin' problems
You think nobody gon' solve 'em
You think you John Gotti, huh?
You wanna hit him in his brain
Then go and get a change of paint
He think this Grand Theft Auto
You steady actin' like a boss
Nigga, you only half a star
But this ain’t Grand Theft Auto, though
You ridin' 'round with a chopper
You wanna hit him and his mama
You think this Grand Theft Auto, huh?
Instead you hit him and his friends
Then post it all on Instagram
You think this Grand Theft Auto
You off ten different pills
Then cryin' 'bout, «Why I’m up in jail?»
'Cause this ain’t Grand Theft Auto, bro
And now you cryin' 'cause he told
Your killer went out like a hoe
Yeah, this ain’t Grand Theft Auto, huh?
You think this Grand Theft Auto, huh?
You think this Grand Theft Auto, huh?
You must think this Grand Theft Auto, huh?
Shit, nigga
I think this Grand Theft Auto, bitch
I’m finna ball out at the club
And shoot it up if niggas mug
I think this Grand Theft Auto
I think life a game
You all on side of me, like, «Bitch, you wanna race»
My life is Grand Theft Auto
I’m off all type of drugs
Tell my P.O. hold dick and the judge
I think this Grand Theft Auto
I’m a rockstar
Just crashed another Bentley in the wall
I think this Grand Theft Auto
He wanna bang, I wanna ball
But I’ll slime em' up in Gucci in the mall
I think this Grand Theft Auto
Now we up in Neiman Marcus
Put some money on your head, now you a target
I think this Grand Theft Auto
Nigga, what you wanna do?
It’s really who I’m finna shoot?
I think this Grand Theft Auto
Nigga, what you wanna do?
It’s really who I’m finna shoot?
I think this Grand Theft Auto
Shit nigga
Nigga y’all know the song I ain’t doin' all that
Nigga this is Grand Theft Auto bitch
Grand Theft Auto
Weird ass niggas
Niggas doin' all this killer shit
Till niggas go to jail cryin' and shit, bitch
Ain’t got time for all that
Man, nigga, this, nigga livin' this life
Man, it’s 2020 out here
Niggas out here thuggin', but
Shit, man, nigga
If he thuggin', don’t be cryin' about the pills and all that, man
Niggas be crazy out here, man, shit
Nigga done shot ten niggas on camera
Cryin' about, «Why I’m up in jail?» and all that, nigga
Nigga, you shot a nigga in front of the police station, bro
Whining and shit, nigga
Niggas be clowns, bro
Nigga, if you thuggin', then you thuggin'
Man, nigga
Stop tellin', stop tellin' the truth, nigga
This ain’t Grand Theft Auto, bro
It sound cool, though, this is real life
Grand Theft Auto shit is cool, though
'Til a nigga get in jail and niggas cryin'
Man, Free Drakeo, he ain’t do nothin' wrong
Sheesh
Damn, like that, Joog?
Can you fly the hook back in now, Joog?