G Herbo Ft Gunna – Shordie Lyrics

G Herbo Ft Gunna – Shordie Lyrics

Shordie Lyrics By G Herbo Ft Gunna

[Intro: G Herbo]
(Big OZ on the keyboard and shit)
(Hahaha, it’s Don Rob)

[Chorus: Gunna & G Herbo]
‘Cross the border (Rockin’ water)
Flawless karat stones, look like water (It cost a quarter)
My lil’ shorty (My lil’ shorty)
Ride a Bentley, ‘cross the border (In that water)
Fly, like jet skis, with my shorty (That’s my shorty, huh, uh, ayy)
That’s my shorty (That’s my shorty), that’s my shorty (That’s my —)
Yeah, shorty (Yeah, shorty, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that’s my shorty (That’s my shorty, fuck what you heard)
Yeah, that’s my shorty (Gunna and Swerv’)
Yeah, shorty
[Verse 1: G Herbo]
I’m right on deck, ayy, you ain’t gotta ask me
Let me get that neck, let me get that back
I’ma park the Lamb’, pull up in the Lac’
Brown, like the Prezi’, when I’m in that ‘Raq
Say shе need to text me, I got crack
On the ‘Gram, shе classy, but with me, she nasty (Freak)
Ayy (Come here), lately, I’m rockin’ with shorty (Shorty)
You bitches ain’t been important (At all)
Jury design the sportin’ (Okay)
I told her nine at forty (You know that)
Nigga get done if he run up, can’t ever let ’em get one up
Tellin’ me, roll her a blunt up, she wanna fuck ’til the sun up
Yeah, she wanna fuck me on top of some twenties
But I don’t got nothin’ but hundreds
Ayy, she think I got a crib down in the A
‘Cause I pulled up with Slime and with Gunna (Slatty)
I make her wet, ’cause I’m havin’ the sack
But I don’t be with none of the stuntin’ (None of the stuntin’)
And she know she that, ’cause I gave her some racks
And I never give nobody nothin’ (Never), Swerv’

[Chorus: Gunna & G Herbo]
‘Cross the border (Rockin’ water)
Flawless karat stones, look like water (It cost a quarter)
My lil’ shorty (My lil’ shorty)
Ride a Bentley, ‘cross the border (In that water)
Fly, like jet skis, with my shorty (That’s my shorty, huh, uh, ayy)
That’s my shorty (That’s my shorty), that’s my shorty (That’s my —)
Yeah, shorty (Yeah, shorty, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that’s my shorty (That’s my shorty, fuck what you heard)
Yeah, that’s my shorty (Gunna and Swerv’)
Yeah, shorty

[Verse 2: Gunna & G Herbo]
Pullin’ up in that four-door Maybach truck, with my lil’ shorty (Shorty)
Beat it if I wanna, I don’t talk, I don’t do no bargain (No bargain)
Miami, St. Regis Hotel, right across from Marni (Yeah)
Peak with my lil’ shorty (Shorty), she know niggas’ corny (Lame)
Hittin’ me when she horny (What up), her old nigga borin’ (Borin’)
Say she wanna record it (Come on), in that foreign, like we—
Runnin’ laps, pull up to the spot, I got a party popper (Popper)
Poppin’ tags, got my shorty smokin’ on a sticky pack (Sticky pack)
Rich nigga, got used to that (Used to that)
Swervo, I make more paper than usual, but I still be where the shooters at (Yeah)
Slime life if he with it, we get busy, yeah (Get busy, yeah)
Got one hand, while I’m steerin’, other hand sittin’ on her kitty-cat (Uh, uh, uh, uh)

[Chorus: Gunna & G Herbo]
‘Cross the border (Rockin’ water)
Flawless karat stones, look like water (It cost a quarter)
My lil’ shorty (My lil’ shorty)
Ride a Bentley, ‘cross the border (In that water)
Fly, like jet skis, with my shorty (That’s my shorty, huh, uh, ayy)
That’s my shorty (That’s my shorty), that’s my shorty (That’s my —)
Yeah, shorty (Yeah, shorty, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, that’s my shorty (That’s my shorty, fuck what you heard)
Yeah, that’s my shorty (Gunna and Swerv’)
Yeah, shorty