I Keep It G lyrics

[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

[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 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

[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 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

• Artist:Big Sean
• Album:Single (2011)