Gimme Lyrics – Wiser Observer

Gimme Lyrics by Wiser Observer

Aaaww, n#gg#
Aww, n#gg#
Aww, n#gg#
Aww, n#gg#

Uh
Yeah
Man, what you talking about? You ain’t got no masters, you ain’t got no degree. You ain’t got shit. You ain’t got sh#t, n#gg#. A hard “R”. n#gg#
Gimme that x6

Gimme this
Gimme that
Gimme that x6
Gimme this

Gimme that
Gimme that x6
Gimme this
Gimme that

Gimme that x6
Gimme this
Gimme that
Give me that paper [give me that paper

Give me that zak [give me that zak
Money buy happiness, don’t talk kak
If it doesn’t buy happiness let me find out
That’s a safe for the people who okay with broke

I’m trying to make a fire, you’re okay with smoke
Motherucker you’re a liar I can hear you choke
Sleep on the hustle when you claim you woke
Give me that paper, wedding plate weight up

Trying to six-pack that bread, six crates up
Give me that zak, goals on lock
Give me those scissors, give me that rock
Give me that paper, getting my rates up

I can get it now or I’ll get it all later
Give me that zak, wrap it all up
PayPal or cash, I don’t give a f#ck
Give me that paper, I don’t need erasers

When I pen to pad I’ve always got to use the ink
Give me that paper, I just want the race up
When I’ve got to get it got to get it for the week
Give me that paper while you get the hate up

When I know I’m lacking know I’ve got to bother me
Alarm clock ringing get me out of my sleep
Give me that paper, give me that paper
Uh

Gimme that x6
Gimme this
Gimme that
Gimme that x6

Gimme this
Gimme that
Gimme that x6
Gimme this

Gimme that
Gimme that x6
Gimme this
Gimme that

Give me that fire [give me that fire
Give me that higher [give me that higher
Give me that “Okay, okay, okay”
Give me that lighter [okay

Pushing up tighter
Bou up, eat up competi
Stoic flowing spill no tea
Keep one hundred my motif

Tsi
Hmm, just let me find gap [let me find gap
I kill it all facts [I kill it all facts
Big head no cap

It is what is, that’s just that
I want it all now, man f#ck humble
I’ve been too nice I want trouble
Chaos, chaos royal rumble

Tap out, tap out, call me uncle
Indulging my greed [indulging my greed
Planting my green [planting my green
I’m nowhere near rich, bra

I really won’t leave [mm-hmm]
Broke vaccine [mm-hmm
Cooking up vats [mm-hmm
Call on my dream [mm-hmm

Using my facts [mm-hmm]
Gimme that x6
Gimme this
Gimme that

Gimme that x6
Gimme this
Gimme that
Gimme that x6

Gimme this
Gimme that
Gimme that x6
Gimme this

Gimme that
Give me my recognition
I know I’m dope just share my vision for real
Rapper coalition

But I go hard I body ouens for real
I’ve shown m#th*rf#ck*rs I’m ill
All dem die, I swear that they will
Testament to show that I kill

I go hard I’m all in my feels
Gents
I’m tough
I’ll call you out on your rough

No poker face I don’t bluff
Steal my flow, I don’t rust
Amateurs the go bust
Bite my flow and my dust

Sick flow it’s disgust
Chase the bread and its crust
f#ck the world with no lust
Dalla what you must

I’m working the game, my man trust
I’ll say it again, my man what?
Who is this talented, huh?
Who’s got the callouses, huh?

Are you a fallacy, huh?
You’re just a mannequin, huh?
What is your plan again, huh?
Throat, pelican, huh?

No one’s listening, huh?
I’m f#cking genuine, huh?
Give me everything, man
Gimme that x6

Gimme this
Gimme that
Gimme that x6
Gimme this

Gimme that
Gimme that x6
Gimme this
Gimme that

Gimme that x6
Gimme this
Gimme that
Aww, n#gg#. These n#gg#s is humble. n#gg#s is mumble rumble. n#gg# what the f#ck you talking ‘bout Chrisando

What the f#ck you want? What the f#ck you want?
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Wiser Observer Lyrics – Gimme

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Gimme