Yung Joc I'm A G (feat. Bun B & Young Dro) Lyrics

INTRO (Yung Joc)
Is that right?
Block
Hustlenomic$
BNT ho!
A G is what a G does bay, my momma told me dat
BNT ho!
Dro, Bun-B, Yung Joc..let's go

I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)
And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin' less
And if your b____ f___ me she f___ed the rest
Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G

(Yung Joc)
You can catch me in the A
Check my DNA
What can I say? I'm a G 100% all da way
The block on lock, jet like the chain gang
The hustlenomic$ piece back and forth when the chain swang
I'm blowin' grandaddy just so I can maintain
I'm a G and I'll tell ya b____ da same thang
Middle finga to ya p____es, n____ no shame
'77 Chevelle, same color cocaine
And I a true balla n G playin in da deck
Out with the young'ns n____, get money and respect
You in that name droppin' get u and yo mans wet
n____ I'm a G now who the f___ u think u playin wit?

I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)
And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin' less
And if your b____ f___ me she f___ed the rest
Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G

(Young Dro)
Aiyyo, pull up on the scene
b____ I'm cleaner than chlorine
Blockstar comin' I'm proud of sellin' ????
Shootin' n____ yeah I'm from north streets no bean
Work for some of my cousins down in Florida and they ain't boring

All I want is some more cream, my wrist on jack frost
Tellin' me when they see me, my wrist on jack frost
I ain't gotta say how much the motha f___in bet cost
30" stretchas on the Escalade ????
b____ I'm from the projects you can't miss me wit dat rep talk
Catch me up on 6th road tearin' up da asphault
Took alota cash and walked
Jury, scurred me
Eights on da ??? make it hard to steering
Swingin' on dem n____s, swear I gotta feel some fury
Trappin at da hotel, you can catch me at the jewlery
A general and surely man I seem pearly
I got this s___ locked, tell mom don't worry

I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)
And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin' less
And if your b____ f___ me she f___ed the rest
Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G

(Bun-B)
You see me hop out of a '08 somethin' on 24's
Rockin' in newest da newest earrings, next seasons clothes
I guess that's the reason ho's stop drop tuck and roll
Like an inferno they turn over and suck a pole
I'm so f___in' cold I give a polar bear frost bite
You see my jewelry, you know what it cost right?
You see my jewelry, it's bigger than your arm so
No tryin' foolery and you won't see the palm blow
Me da bomb ho, yung joc got da work, I need some hydro smoke and dro got da purp
Let me hear dem on da church and orchestra ronde vu
We meet some boppas, bottles, and don't forget the b__pin too
Yeah, you know who's keepin it trilla
Just name any thug, gangsta, soul-ja, or guerilla
I'll s_____ him up by his shouldas and strip off his strips
Cuz when you trill you don't trip off da height, that ain't my type

I'm the seventh letter of the alphabet (I'm a G)
And in my pocket there ain't ever nothin' less
And if your b____ f___ me she f___ed the rest
Cuz I'm a A B C D E F G