Guilty Of It

[Produced by Majestic Drama] [Intro – Tory Lanez] I’m guilty of, I’m guilty of it A nigga guilty of it [Hook – Tory Lanez] Y’all know me, same old G, getting that paper Ain’t nothing gone change except this money that I ball with Ain’t nothing but same old day one niggas I came with And we all in, get baby to say we balling And we guilty of it These hoes on me, ice froze on me, I’m guilty of it That stash on me, that cash on me, I’m guilty of it These hoes get too attached to me, they guilty of it Shit I must admit I’m guilty of it [Verse 1 – Chubby Jag] Ok I’m guilty, guilty, guilty for shining on these bitches Think I’m cheating, only guilty for grinding Told these hoes that I love em, I’m only guilty for lying They hate me because I did it, I’m only guilty for trying Like yolo, I’m on my dolo, hate me then that’s a no-no For sure though, I’m in a polo with your ho We sipping coco in SoHo I’m taking selfies with bitches cause they go loco for photos Got the green for the smokers, I got the Georgia for sure though I’m on my hustle, guess I’m guilty for bitching I don’t talk, I don’t know nothing, I’m never guilty for snitching I feel money coming so all my hinges guilty for itching Need a wifey cause these bitches is always guilty for bitching Chubby [Hook – Tory Lanez] Y’all know me, same old G, getting that paper Ain’t nothing gone change except this money that I ball with Ain’t nothing but same old day one niggas I came with And we all in, get baby to say we balling And we guilty of it These hoes on me, ice froze on me, I’m guilty of it That stash on me, that cash on me, I’m guilty of it These hoes get too attached to me, they guilty of it Shit I must admit I’m guilty of it [Verse 2 – Chubby Jag] These bitches guilty, feel me, these bitches guilty They all up on this [?] these bitches feel me I beat it and then I killed it, can’t say that these bitches killed me Put my clothes on then I leave, I be doing these bitches filthy I blow that, oh yeah you know that I do it, don’t have to show that Bought my coco, fuck the smile and the Kodak Old school, no throwback I’m killing, I spit for show crack Just making showings for sure that I’m making notes that I give all my niggas the shit I owe back That’s real, I only smoke on that kill One loyal nigga, that’s real I’m giving bitches that feel, I’m outchea pitching that pill And if you know me I’m killing unless you stop me Flossing, oh yeah I’m bossing, guilty, I guess you got me Chubby, gone [Hook – Tory Lanez] Y’all know me, same old G, getting that paper Ain’t nothing gone change except this money that I ball with Ain’t nothing but same old day one niggas I came with And we all in, get baby to say we balling And we guilty of it These hoes on me, ice froze on me, I’m guilty of it That stash on me, that cash on me, I’m guilty of it These hoes get too attached to me, they guilty of it Shit I must admit I’m guilty of it