ZUTTER (쩔어) Lyrics - GD, TOP

Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea Baby give me some give me give me some yea You and me, we’re getting electric yea Can U give me some give me give me some yea This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do you wanna It’s a mistake to call me GD, call me G.O.D If you want, I’ll flip it over and become a D.O.G Stop memorizing useless formulas but just remember this I’m ILL plus 1 (ill), Jiyongee1 My age is 2 and 7 combined, natural I never lose, the dealers get cerebral hemorrhages Wanna be successful? Yes I’m the manual Wanna experience me? Then keep it sexual I left early from the School of hard knocks, it’s so sick I’ll shit on all the boring raps without consideration Don’t need to suck up my name value or my label value Cuz I get applause even when I take a shit (guess I’m famous) This is the orientation to welcome your unbelievable fandom You’re only all talk, saying I have too much money? My bank account is like a pool table, so many balls2 This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do you wanna This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do you wanna T.O.P, people call me a ghost Da Vinci has come back to life, yea my brain Your music puts me to sleep, decaffeine You respect me? Quick, get on the Shinkansen Francis Bacon in ma kitchen I’m like Calder dancing on top of your head All you critics who are way too serious, what do you know? I used to be fat when I was young so I know the taste of money3 When in Rome, do as the Romans do All you little kids, go back to your mama’s arms When you see this ground, you’ll realize your reality Little boy, hurry and go to mama Light radiates, it spills over It overflows from me, I’m the one source of inspiration Anyone can see that I’m so sick Sick with alcohol? They tell me, he’s art, so sick4 This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do you wanna This song is sick, my rap is sick, my style is sick, I’m kinda sick I shake my legs, I make money, I walk in the sky, ay do you wanna This is like Tazza G-Dra-Goni and Dagil’s5 collaboration, put on a big smile We’re both tazzas6 G-Dra-Goni and Dagil’s collaboration Put in a bullet and bang bang bang Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea Baby give me some give me give me some yea You and me, we’re getting electric yea Can U give me some give me give me some yea Tonight we’re getting freaky freaky yea Baby give me some give me give me some yea You and me, we’re getting electric yea Can U give me some give me give me some yea