GEAR 2 Lyrics - $OFAYGO | eLyrics.net
[adsforwp id="219"] [Intro] Aha Aha Aha Aha Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, yeah, ha, yeah (Go) [Chorus] I get racks they get put on his head, yeah, yeah Shoot you, I can't miss, boy you dead, yeah, yeah She gon' f*ck with you then f*ck the opps, she fake I had to go two-tone all my thots, mm, they black and red Ooh-ooh, he can't make his shots, that boy brick instead Ooh-ooh, I don't want her talk, told her give me head Ooh, we don't really wanna box, we got box of lead If I take off on the cops, they not catchin' shit [Verse] How the f*ck that nigga verified if he poor as hell? How the f*ck that nigga so damn lame but look cool as hell? How the f*ck that nigga not gon' shoot but postin' with shells? His ho wanna f*ck, so call my troops, 'cause we take no Ls If my partners get locked up, I'ma pay they bail Say she like the way I act, man, that ho know I'm chill I was sippin' Accy' Accy...