Official 'Gidi Gidi' Lyrics by Smallgod, Black Sherif & Tory Lanez

Smallgod, Black Sherif, and Tory Lanez Lyrics

Read the official lyrics to ‘Gidi Gidi’ by Smallgod, featuring Ghanian artist Black Sherif, and Canadian Rapper Tory Lanez. ‘Gidi Gidi’ was co-produced by Nana Kwame Appaisei, Sean Lynch, and N64.

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Smallgod, Black Sherif & Tory Lanez – Gidi Gidi Lyrics

Verse 1: Black Sherif
Best in my league, what you telling me?
Voice of the people, they trusting me
Go for your shit, it’s my policy
I’m a killer, not a bitch, I’m riding lonely
Trapping, trapping is what I do
Steady I’ve been on my grind, my G
Nobody knows what the fuck I do
Just still I’ve been flying every fucking day
Check my past and my history
A nigga been willing since one and three
Only thing I do is follow my dreams
And be who the fuck who I wanna be
Keep it rolling like you do
Don’t let nobody lie you, my G
Talk you shit, don’t let them do
It’s only handful here, oh my gee

Chorus: Black Sherif
Gidi saa na meekc o
Mede mmrika aa na meba o
Kwaku mese shi aa na me shi o
Ade a mep3 nyinna mensa nkaе3
Gidi saa na meekc o
Mede mmrika aa na meba o
Kwaku mеse shi aa na me shi o
Ade a mep3 nyinna mensa nkae3

Verse 2: Tory Lanez
Spend my life all day in the fucking field
Never dey know, say life’s a fucking real
I done work, cut deep in it, cut me a steel
I make time, make time for the thoughts, for real
Hood boy, them ma hang in the bad places
Two time nearly bang onto man faces
Two time, two kicking in ya rib cages
Now we going at the cap, big, big cases
I was sitting on the ground with no dough
Ain’t nobody hold me down, there were no show
Where the bottom coulda feel, it was so cold
Never been at the bottom, and you won’t know
Drop the chit-chat, talk me, me no care, no, man
But I have money now, forget about the caravan
Used to broken buy me a pair of Vans
Now me pull up, the gyal wan steer the man, hmm
Buy the big weed and sense it
Check out, my clothes expensive
Where the car we’d all rented, hmm
Sexy girl wan come sex me
You wan, wan gon’ through, come text me
Holy b-b-badman thing dey, dey, yeah, yeah
Holy b-b-badman thing, stress the man
Holy b-yard man, be move extra
Holy for shellcase for the extra mandem
Love mi car, move to the city like this
Soft car movin’ through my bitch like it
And a bunch of pussy in my city
So empty-ty in my show
Used to be stuck in the nitty and the gritty, now I got dough

Chorus: Black Sherif
Gidi saa na meekc o
Mede mmrika aa na meba o
Kwaku mese shi aa na me shi o
Ade a mep3 nyinna mensa nkae3
Gidi saa na meekc o
Mede mmrika aa na meba o
Kwaku mese shi aa na me shi o
Ade a mep3 nyinna mensa nkae3

Verse 2: Black Sherif
Said I don’t do champagne but pour, this one’s for the pain
I been on my grind but chasing
Countless times I been slaving
I knew my shit was amazing
I knew niggas in the yard, who be hating
I know they watching my style, they gazing
I gave no fuck when that shit start gazing
I care about no fucking validation
And I was switching lanes on the highway
Every fucking night and day
Couldn’t stand full for a day
Same way I can’t light this shit, shit

Refrain: Black Sherif
Best in my league, what you telling me?
Voice of the people, they trusting me
Go for your shit, it’s my policy
I’m a killer, not a bitch, I’m riding lonely
Trapping, trapping is what I do
Steady I’ve been on my grind, my G
Nobody knows what the fuck I do
Just still I’ve been flying every fucking day
Check my past and my history
A nigga been willing since one and three
Only thing I do is follow my dreams
And be who the fuck who I wanna be
Keep it rolling like you do
Don’t let nobody lie you, my G
Talk you shit, don’t let them do
It’s only handful here, oh my gee