Hold up bitch...
I know it aint been 24 hours yet, but...
Look here muthafucka...
This is how we do it in Fort Myers lil' fuck nigga...
I cook it oil based with some milk and magnesium.
The snorters can't sleep and the smokers get seizures.
Your bitch gets the dick, guaranteed she will leave ya.
You're uh pussy nigga and she wanna real G', yeh.
This is so easy, S.I.M.P.
Got the realist niggas here, black or white like me.
Do sumthin but you won't, you scared, you stuntin.
Fuck around and get killed fuck nigga, keep frontin.
Wesley Wymer's on a whole new levy boy.
Catch me in the city flexin twenty sixes on the Chevy boy --
You ready for it?
This is G-shit, and homeboy I'm certified.
You're fuckin witta nigga that'll getcha ass murderized.
When gunshots ring out... every bitch silent.
It's Wesley Wymer muthafucka so ya betta be quiet.
H'yeah... I'm grimey and shitty and slimey as I wanna be.
But gotta Swisha flow.... uh sweet treat, nigga.
It's in my blood, it's been like that since the old days.
Shit's creep, it's time to switch back to the old ways.
I'm twenty seven, been on these streets for uh long time.
Fort Myers, Florida street souljah with uh strong mind.
I ride behind uh T.T.S. with uh chopper on the front seat.
Ready tuh hang sideways on any bitch sizin me.
I'm thorough bred, I only aim for the head shots.
Want his brain tuh hang likeh Rasta wit his dredlocks.
I'm gutta...
I'm grimey...
I'm shitty...
I'm slimey...
That's how we do it in Fort Myers lil' fuck nigga.
H'yeah... cuz uh nigga stay buckin shit.
Even when it's hot, uh nigga's on the block suckin it.
I'm gutta...
I'm grimey...
I'm shitty...
I'm slimey...
That's how we do it in Fort Myers lil' fuck nigga.
H'yeah... cuz I feel it's my time.
Aint no pussy ass nigga gonna stop my shine nigga.
I'm in the streets...
I'm on the purp...
I feel I been uh G', since the day of my birth.
I've been raised around real niggas, criminals, orangutangs.
Lunatic muthafuckas who down tuh let that hammer bang.
You see I do my thang...
I was real sweet wit it...
Till I felt the street, then I knocked out his teeth wit it.
I want the spinach, I aint talkin bout Popeyes.
My barrell right between your eyes, make your ass cockeyed.
I aint NEVA scared...
You niggas BEEN afraid...
The boy's uh renegade, holla Wesley Wymer babe.
And I got big fire, don't worry bout nuthin brutha.
Since I was yay high, this nigga's been uh muthafucka.
An H-Double-O-D street struggler...
Got it on the low retail for my customers.
Lowkey from the dirty, had tuh sweat and hustle bruh.
Cuz aint shit free, I had tuh get it from the muscle couz.
Now get money, keep it movin...
Uh shout out to my dawgs locked down, keep it groovin.
Real nigga shit, real recognize real --
Game recognize game --
I'll stack it up for you fuck niggas, trust nigga.
I'm gutta...
I'm grimey...
I'm shitty...
I'm slimey...
That's how we do it in Fort Myers lil' fuck nigga.
H'yeah... cuz uh nigga stay buckin shit.
Even when it's hot, uh nigga's on the block suckin it.
I'm gutta...
I'm grimey...
I'm shitty...
I'm slimey...
That's how we do it in Fort Myers lil' fuck nigga.
H'yeah... cuz I feel it's my time.
Aint no pussy ass nigga gonna stop my shine nigga.