Gawvi, get 'em
verse 1: Andy Mineo
I feel like Usain in the cheetah print
Talk fresh game, I don't need a mint
RIP the game, shh, I need a minute
Ok, let's proceed with it
I'm in the house, gotta be with it
These bozos always sneak dissin'
Who you really know?
I've been movin' under oath
Yeah, my connect is way up
I don't keep it on the low
So tell my fam I'll be ok
I sleep right where that reaper play
Even if I DOA I wake up and I see glory
'Scuse my French, s'il vous plait
Ain't no bench, we don't play.
You might catch me on the "A"
End the verse like Salt Bae, aye
'Bout to be some havoc like it's Mobb Deep
Vrrrm, 'bout to hit the top speed
Uh, ayo Gawvi when you drop the beat
Make sure you wish 'em God speed