Paroles Shordie G Herbo

Shordie

Big OZ on the keyboard and shit
(Hahaha, it's Don Rob)

Cross the border, flawless karats, stones look like water
My little shordy ride a Bentley, across the border
Fly like jet skis for my shordy (that's my shordy)
That's my shordy (that's my shordy)
That's my shordy, damn shordy (That's my shordy)
That's my shordy (That's my shordy)
Yeah, That's my shordy
That's my shordy
Yeah, shordy

I'm right on deck, you ain't gotta ask me
Let me get that neck, let me get that back
I'mma park the Lamb, pull up in that 'lac
Riding like the Presi when
I'm in that 'raq
Say she need to text me, I got crack
On the Gram she classy
But with me she nasty
Lately I'm rocking with shordy, you bitches ain't been important (At all)
Jewelry designer sporting
I told her 9 at 40
Nigga get done if he run up
Can't never let him get one up
Telling me roll her a blunt up
She wanna fuck til the sun up
She wanna fuck me on top of some 20's, but I ain't got nothing but 100's
She think that I got a crib down in the A cause I pulled up Slime and Gunna
I make a way cause I'm having a sack but I don't be with none of the stuntin'
And she knows she that cause I gave her some racks and I never give nobody nothin'
Swerv

Cross the border, flawless karats, stones look like water
My little shordy ride a Bentley, across the border
Fly like jet skis for my shordy (that's my shordy)
That's my shordy (that's my shordy)
That's my shordy, damn shordy (That's my shordy)
That's my shordy (That's my shordy)
Yeah, That's my shordy
Yeah, shordy

Pullin' up in that 4-door Maybach truck with my little shordy
Hit it if I want it I don't talk, don't do no bargaining
Miami St. Regis hotel right across from Marni
Peep with my little shordy,
She know niggas corny
Hitting me when she honry
Her old nigga borin'
Say she wanna record it in a forerign
Like we runnin' laps, pull up to the spot
I got a party pack
Poppin tags got my shordy smoking on a sticky pack
Which nigga got used to that?
Swervo make more paper than usual but I still be where the shooters at
Sounds like you with it, we get busy, yeah
Got 1 hand on the steering, other hand sitting on that kitty cat

Cross the border, flawless karats, stones look like water
My little shordy ride a Bentley, across the border
Fly like jet skis for my shordy (that's my shordy)
That's my shordy (that's my shordy)
That's my shordy, damn shordy (That's my shordy)
That's my shordy (That's my shordy)
Yeah, That's my shordy
Yeah, shordy