[Hook: Big Sean] My life is nothin' but a G thing Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string Clique full of Gs and some bad-ass bitches Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us I keep it G, I keep it G I keep it G, I keep it G
[Verse 1: Big Sean] My life is nothin' but a G thing Pick up 100 G's, take off a G-string Oh, Jesus, they love me to pieces Got up in the game cause I was tired of the bleachers Get rich, repeat it, taste it, I'm delish Lookin' so good she put me on her fuck for free list I turn her on 'fore I go in I swear that pussy keyless I might let her ride the mic and let her friend come get the remix Rollin' rich nigga weed, with a rich nigga bitch Ridin' 'round the city, in a rich nigga whip Yea a nigga paid a grip, for all this rich nigga shit And all these bad hoes, they want a rich nigga's dick O God, this life is such a blessin' See I smoke 'til I can't smoke no more and drink is no exception Man these crazy niggas crazy, nigga when you gon' learn yo lesson They won't talk shit about you plaques, but they gon' talk when you arrested
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[Verse 2: 2 Chainz] 10 Ben Franklins, nigga, that's a G homie Flash the pinky ring, baby you can ski on it Put it in your uterus, U-Haul, I move the shit Baby I'm a shark and these rappers taste like tuna fish Look at this, movie with no movie script I diarrhea: do this shit Just bought an old-school so that's my newest whip Cartiers on, I can see all through the shit I spell southside with an F that stand for foolishness Fuck that shit, fuck with us, we'll have you in some luxury I need a stash pot for a couple keys When I'm in the Gucci store, I spend some G's to wear some G's If you is a sucker, I'm a charge you ass a sucker fee Luckily, smoking on that vote for me, Presidential evidence Truck so big, I can't park it at my residence Wallet so big, I can't put it in my back pocket Soon as her ass dropping, the cash dropping
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[Verse 3: Big Sean] I deserve congrats (Why?) I just turned my old car into a new My basement into a presidential view One into two, a milli into a few Niggas want to see me fall, ah shit I'll fall off and turn into you Fuck around, turn this peace sign to a piece Tool Time: now you little mothafuckas screwed I feel like slappin' a ho Keep a bad bitch at the passenger door Never ever break these broads off a lil Once you give 'em something they be askin' for more If I run out then I'm snatchin' up yours Man I remain a quadruple-triple OG, triple OG, triple OG And that's not a maybe either, nigga, that's fa-sho