Sheff G

That's That
(Hop in the V and I'm racin' And I'm [based?]) Look Great John on the beat, by the way Look, look Winnin' gettin' to the breesh (To the breesh) And they know (And they know) Gotta get it (Gotta get it), gotta go, look And you can call me what you want (What you want) But not broke, two bad bitches, I can't let 'em go, hold on They don't even know I ain't tryna choose, I'm in love with both And that's that (And that's—) And that's that (And that's—) And that's that I ain't tryna lose, so I keep it close (Keep it close) And that's that (And that's—) And that's that (And that's—) And that's that Why they call me Sheff? Like Said, I'm tryna to make sure everybody eat Tryna make sure everybody feast I'm a dog, they let mе off the leash Feelin' litty, baby, how you feelin'? Look Letras de cancionesChillin' with the killеrs Ain't no hero, she know I'm a villain I be kissin' on her while I'm hittin' Tell her friends how I treat her Now they sayin' I'm a sweetheart You be dyin' tryna get a link I just tell her where to meet up Hear the rumors, say I'm still bendin' Sendin' shots like I'm bartendin', look Clips extended, get you— Tagged like a mention I was broke, they ain't give me shit Now I'm up, something like the rim On point, it be hard to miss Like manure, baby, I'm the shit Still slide, I would never slip She a wetty, I'ma take a sip I'ma dive, baby, I could swim, look Look, then I gotta dip Look Winnin' gettin' to the breesh (To the breesh) And they know (And they know) Gotta get it (Gotta get it), gotta go, look And you can call me what you want (What you want) But not broke, two bad bitches, I can't let 'em go, hold on They don't even know I ain't tryna choose, I'm in love with both And that's that (And that's—) And that's that (And that's—) And that's that I ain't tryna lose, so I keep it close (Keep it close) And that's that (And that's—) And that's that (And that's—) And that's that Hop in the V and I'm racin', hold on Money only thing I'm chasin', huh Had to get it out the basement, huh Had to get it out the mud, hold on, yeah Sneakers on, don't lace it, huh Whole lotta blue faces, huh Whole lotta, lotta funds, hold on, yeah It's not a game, don't play Bad bitch, she goin' both ways Bad bitch, she tryna have some fun, hold on, yeah Winners Circle be the label Carry niggas like a cradle Bitch too tens, bitch you's a dub Winnin' gettin' to the breesh (To the breesh) And they know (And they know) Gotta get it (Gotta get it), gotta go, look And you can call me what you want (What you want) But not broke, two bad bitches, I can't let 'em go, hold on They don't even know I ain't tryna choose, I'm in love with both, hold on And that's that (And that's—) And that's that (And that's—) And that's that I ain't tryna lose, so I keep it close And that's that (And that's—) And that's that (And that's—) And that's that, look From Letras Mania