G Herbo - Norfolk (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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G Herbo - Norfolk (en) Lyrics
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Yup
Still that, I been that
God gone keep blessin' me
Need a bitch like "B"
cause since a child
I knew my destiny
I don't need no bitch that's textin'
me and just keep stressin' me
I can't take advice from no fuck
nigga thats makin' less than me
And I can make you a extra G
My unc got the receipe
Any fuck nigga testin' me
Fa-Fa-Fa, rest in peace
I already let niggas take a chunk
Flesh, the rest of me
I'm in Norfolk now but I got some shit
that'll reach you in Chestapi
If you want some pounds, I'll put
you down, we move a 100 a week
I might ship the whips right to your
town, I bought another fleet
I got PTSD so it might get ugly
Forty Glock right on my lap,
it ain't under the seat
Niggas ain't fuck w me, uh-uh
Niggas ain't touchin' me (uh-uh)
I got motion I'm a fly
wherever i wanna be
Real boss but if it ain't my vibes,
then I'ma up and leave
Ion see no snow outside, but
I'm with a bunch of ski's
Used to play in that field
so long I got a hunchback
Big bro gettin' pill on
he got a touch-back
I feel like a safety how
much I'm touchin' sacks
Tote some shit no safety,
soon as I touch the 'raq
My neck worth two-eighty could've
bought another 'bach
Both my wrists one-fifty a piece, could've
bought my brothers Scats
All I keep is killers with me
go check the fuckin' stats
Feel like tom speedin in that
cat, I don't fuck with rats
I went platinum ten times I
ain't even buy my plaques
MLB, NLMB, cause we got a lot of hats
Niggas talk that killer shit,
ain't never touch a Gat
And they got rich off rap,
but I fuck with that
I fuck with that
I fuck with it
I ain't hatin on bro
But its big G, big G Herbo
Big ski's, you already know
how we rockin' man
Shit goin' on, it been going
on, Gon keep going on
And I do this shit in my sleep
It's like... lemme see... Lemme check
the time, see what time it is
It's 3:58 I'm live in Norfolk
Fucking with pops
Fucking with the gang
Like my third home, maybe
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