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G Herbo – After That Lyrics

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November 20, 2024

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G Herbo – After That Lyrics

After That Lyrics By G Herbo

[Intro]
(Banger)
(Oh, yeah, I’m finna make a banger with this one)
(DJ on the beat, so it’s a banger)
Uh

[Chorus]
Nigga got hit in his shit and I got rich after that (Got rich)
Opps bitches, they ain’t never get no get back for that (Fuck niggas)
Hundred fifty killers with me, whips tinted back to back (Back to back)
Lam blow like fifty grand, then I’m gettin’ out the ‘Raq (I’m out the ‘Raq)
When they shot my lil’ brother, we was spinnin’ after that
Went up ten hats in one summer, know we winnin’ after that (After that)
Got us duckin’ under covers, niggas bitches and they rats (They rats)
Hit a nigga with his brother, aftеr that, we want another (Come on)
[Verse 1]
Don’t gеt whacked ’bout chit-chattin’, pillow talkin’ under covers
Split his ass like Kit-Kats, he get caught walkin’ under them cutters (Ayy)
Half a million to the lawyers, we got patience with each other
Dead broke, in investigation in that station and he stutter
Hoes scandalous, I don’t trust her
Talk too fast, she got an ass, and this bitch bad, but I don’t love her
Got a bag, but I won’t cuff her (Uh-uh)
She can’t never get my time and she can’t ride with me in public (Swerv’)
Eighty percent these hoes trash, my bitch nag, but she ain’t fuckin’
I ain’t goin’ out like no sucker, I’m in my bag, I’m in my duffle (In my duffle)
Lot of you niggas was the one, then went out bad like David Ruffin
Lot of you niggas was my sons ’til I had sons, now you ain’t nothin’ (Pussy)
Went to war, we let off guns, I got home, blood all on my butters

[Verse 2]
Just for Cap, we throw up B’s, that’s how we bleedin’ for my brother (On Cap)
And for Maxx, we throw up C’s, ain’t nothin’ but G’s out the gutter (Maxx)
Run through sack, I’m havin’ G’s, I got that cheese like some Ruffles (Know that)
Where I’m from, ain’t nothin’ but hustlers, get this shit straight off the muscle (Yeah)
On my strip, ain’t nothin’ but killers, I got shooters like the Rucker (Ayy)
Why you think they yellin’, “Drench him”? Them some shootin’ motherfuckers (Ayy)
Ask the city bout No Limit, we some shootin’ motherfuckers (Bop)
I’m just tryin’ to get richer, they keep shootin’ motherfuckers (Fuck)
I was stuck in the trenches, now my ice hittin’ and my life litter
Rap niggas get rich off suckin’ dick, they act just like bitches
Reason you don’t see me in no pics ’cause I don’t like niggas (Bitch)
Twinkle me, that flame from out this Glick go out like light switches (Brr)