G-Eazy - 1942 (Lyrics) ft. Yo Gotti, YBN Nahmir

G-Eazy - 1942 (Lyrics) ft. Yo Gotti, YBN Nahmir Subscribe here: Follow us on Spotify: Stream: ➡️ Join Our Discord: ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: ➥ G-Eazy: ttps://@G_Eazy Subscribe now 🔔 ✗ 📲 Connect with me: ✗ Submit & Contact 🔻 📧: aron@ #GEazy #1942 #rap #city 🎵 Lyrics: I don’t follow rules and they don’t like that I was skippin’ school to get my sack right My girl hit me and ask why I don’t text back My dog got outta prison and went right back [Chorus: Yo Gotti] These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s (Got it on smash) I’ma hit that if she let me They don’t like how I talk that (Hitmaka), yeah Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’ ’42, I’m steady sippin’ Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that, yeah These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s I’ma hit that if she let me They don’t like how I talk that, yeah Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’ ’42, I’m steady sippin’ Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that [Verse 1: G-Eazy] Yeah, yeah I don’t follow rules and they don’t like that Hit the club with wifey, brought a dime bag Hit the three twice and ran it right back I’m only here tonight ’cause in the morning got a flight back Talkin’ it, but you ain’t livin’ like that The Porsche cost a hundred, this is twice that (Hahaha) Flooded all my diamonds, Poland Spring Back in Oakland I’m a king, I know and Halsey is a ting Yeah, ’Rari detailed, there’s not a speck of dust on it (On it) I’ma get the bag, you can put some trust on it Everything is new, so it’s never rust on it And her booty so big you could park a bus on it Yee, yee! [Chorus: Yo Gotti] These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s I’ma hit that if she let me They don’t like how I talk that, yeah Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’ ’42, I’m steady sippin’ (Woo) Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that, yeah (Off that) These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s I’ma hit that if she let me They don’t like how I talk that Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’ ’42, I’m steady sippin’ Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that (Yuh, yuh) [Refrain: Yo Gotti] I don’t follow rules and they don’t like that I was skippin’ school to get my sack right My girl hit me and ask why I don’t text back My dog got outta prison and went right back [Verse 2: Yo Gotti] 28 on that scale, right back to the money Stunting hard, show and tell like that Yeah, Versace table, Fendi rug And I got it out the mud [Chorus: Yo Gotti] These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s I’ma hit that if she let me They don’t like how I talk that Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’ ’42, I’m steady sippin’ Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s I’ma hit that if she let me They don’t like how I talk that Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’ ’42, I’m steady sippin’ Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that [Verse 3: YBN Nahmir] Ayy, ayy Red Christian Loubs, I rock designer shoes Hunnid bands for my coupe, I speed and it go vroom Baby hit my line because she see them stars in the roof I’m up, now the whole gang got 24’s on the coupes Ta-ta-take a L, me, never, we in love, I lied Foreign’s what we ride, in the jet, we fly If he sayin’ he respect me, then it’s likewise Another man safe from another drive-by I like the way she shake that cake, it’s like a race If she bad, I might take her out, not on a date Say she boujee, she hit my phone, ’cause her n*gga late A 100K just off two shows spent that in a day [Chorus: Yo Gotti] These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s I’ma hit that if she let me They don’t like how I talk that Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’ ’42, I’m steady sippin’ Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that These brand new, don’t step on my Balenci’s I’ma hit that if she let me They don’t like how I talk that Flooded out my wrist, a puddle drippin’ ’42, I’m steady sippin’ Yeah, I’m on and I’m off that