Song Lyrics

Yeah, came a long way from being posted at the shop
About a tenner in my pocket, thinking how to get my guap
I'm not lookin' to get nicked so I ain't tryna hit the block
And from a kid, I always knew, I wasn't gonna get a job
So I'm rollin' round, plottin', tryna go with what I got
A couple lyrics on my phone, minor ones, it's nuttin' hot
Tryna get into position, gotta battle for my spot
And now I'm stood in front of cameras 'cause I really took my shot, ahh
I don't wanna trap, I like my money clean
I don't f*ck wit' cash and so the card is spendin' couple G's
I been goin' mad, we've had to up the fees
Rockstar shit in every city, bitches love the team
Step inna di area, I'm flexin' in my shades
Hella women in the building, they all different kinda shape
Seems to me like everybody's askin' for the Aitch
But I'm busy, get the calendar and rearrange the dates

Two G's on the belt
Yeah, I'm feeling this girl and now I'm feeling myself (ahh)
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell, head to feet in Chanel (woo)
Two G's on the belt
Yeah, I'm feeling this girl and now I'm feeling myself (ahh)
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell, dead to feet in Chanel, uh

Nah, you ain't gotta worry babe
Just make it shake, show me what your mummy made (ahh)
Saying things she shouldn't say
Then she wanna pull a face when I said she couldn't stay
Still, I told her "Fly over", you wanna come and play?
Put herself straight in the Uber because she couldn't wait
See my freestyle with Kenny and now she want a taste
Obviously she hasn't heard "Wait" because she wanna date (wait)
Came to hit the belly, that's for certain
I'm workin', trust me when I'm ready fam, it's curtains
I been laying low and I been learning
Tables been turning, bridges been burning, but f*ck it though
Celebrate, mix my liquor with the lemonade
Bun a little wedding cake and meditate
Ask me what I'm doing and I probably said the same thing as yesterday
I just wanna rest today, switch the phone to Aeroplane (woo)

Two G's on the belt
Yeah, I'm feeling this girl and now I'm feeling myself (ahh)
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell, head to feet in Chanel (woo)
Two G's on the belt
Yeah, I'm feeling this girl and now I'm feeling myself (ahh)
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell, dead to feet in Chanel, uh

Young boy, got it in the bag right
Dunno why these bruddas ask why, they should act right
People done me dirty, it's a minor, are they that sly?
Just think, get your facts right, tell me, who's the bad guy?
Cop a little drip but you ain't that fly
Cocky little shit, I'll take your bitch because I'm that guy
Boppin' with the clique or come in classy with a black tie
Either way, I'm leaving with a check if the bag's right (yeah)
Put-put-puttin' in a shift, doin' bits
You was out here lookin' for a chick
I was pullin' up to studio, I duppy it and dip
Had to cut a lotta people, they were fuckin' with my shit
It is what it is, fam, I don't wanna talk
My mouth's all the way closed, it stays all in my thoughts (ahh)
Don't care if you hate me 'cause your girl want it all
That's your problem, not mine, what you watching me for? (woo)

Two G's on the belt
Yeah, I'm feeling this girl and now I'm feeling myself (ahh)
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell, head to feet in Chanel, uh
Two G's on the belt
Yeah, I'm feeling this girl and now I'm feeling myself (ahh)
You ain't seen these on the shelf
She wants D, I can tell, dead to feet in Chanel, uh

Harrison Armstrong, Jake Jones

The duration of 2 G's is 3:19 minutes and seconds.