G-Eazy – Instructions Lyrics

Instructions Lyrics by G-Eazy (Ft. YG)

[Intro: G-Eazy] You know?
(Mano)
Or do you?
(Hitmaka)
(OG Parker)
Uh, lil’ B!tch

[Chorus: G-Eazy] Give no fvcks about no status
My lil baby, you can’t touch it
Talkin’ that blah-blah that rah-rah
I-I-I-I can’t trust it
Brand new Zara, aha-ha, y’all still ballin’ on a budget
Ben Baller chain way too big, ain’t no way for me to tuck it (Yeah)
G-Wagon or the Lamb Truck, copped both, I said, “fvck it” (Yeah)
Shootin’ shots, my sh!t wetty, if the B!tch ready, we fvckin’ (Yeah)
It’s been awhile, she been turned down, had to give the B!tch instructions (Instructions)
Use two hands when you suck it, like a Birkin bag, how she clutch it (Yeah)

 

[Verse 1: G-Eazy] Tapped in with my bro Hit, I seen him, I said, “What up?”
Late nights, I’m a vampire, I’m staying up ’til sun up (Sun up)
Heard the beat, my first thought is, “I’m bout to beat this the fvck up” (Yeah)
Talkin’ all that tough talk, like, “fvckboy, come run up”
Real life star like Ringo (Ayy)
Real life fly-a$$ gringo
Yay Area my lingo (Woo)
Yaddadamean, I’m him tho (Him)
Really I’m a real life cheat code (Ayy)
Hit five in a row like bingo (Bingo)
She on my line like free throw (Swish)
Do you yaddadamean though?
Filipino, she from Chico, I can’t fvck no weak ho (Ayy)
She gon’ deepthroat, she gon’ make that pu$$y pop like Clicquot (Ayy)
Pop, pop, pop, what a freak ho (Hey)
She wanna party at the casa, I said, “Bring your amigos”

 

[Chorus: G-Eazy] Give no fvcks about no status
My lil baby, you can’t touch it
Talkin’ that blah-blah that rah-rah
I-I-I-I can’t trust it
Brand new Zara, aha-ha, y’all still ballin’ on a budget
Ben Baller chain way too big, ain’t no way for me to tuck it (Yeah)
G-Wagon or the Lamb Truck, copped both, I said, “fvck it” (Yeah)
Shootin’ shots, my sh!t wetty, if the B!tch ready, we fvckin’ (Yeah)
It’s been awhile, she been turned down, had to give the B!tch instructions (Instructions)
Use two hands when you suck it, like a Birkin bag, how she clutch it (Yeah)

 

[Verse 2: YG] Ayy, I told her, “fvck me, I’ll take you out that bucket”
When you in some good pu$$y, it feel like you in a oven (pu$$y)
niqqa you ain’t gangster, you’s a do-boy, you a puppet (pu$$y)
You might as well come work for me, go kill a opp, niqqa, fvck it (pu$$y)
We don’t like opps, we don’t fight opps, they duckin’ (fvck the opps)
Seems like the opps sponsored by Nike, how they runnin’ (Runnin’)
Maybachs back-to-back, Ferraris after that, that’s how we bummin’
Pulled up with a weak B!tch, ah, I’m weak in my stomach (Stomach)
Ride dirty and you know that (Ayy)
Half of the backend, blow that (Ayy)
I know where the money at, low jack (Ayy)
Shooter game crazy like Kodak (Gang)
4Hunnid don’t play, you should know that (Gang)
Eight-figure niqqa, you should note that (Gang)
My ho’s on a diet, low fat (Gang)
Her hair all hers, no track (Gang)

[Chorus: G-Eazy] Give no fvcks about no status
My lil baby, you can’t touch it
Talkin’ that blah-blah that rah-rah
I-I-I-I can’t trust it
Brand new Zara, aha-ha, y’all still ballin’ on a budget
Ben Baller chain way too big, ain’t no way for me to tuck it (Yeah)
G-Wagon or the Lamb Truck, copped both, I said, “fvck it” (Yeah)
Shootin’ shots, my sh!t wetty, if the B!tch ready, we fvckin’ (Yeah)
It’s been awhile, she been turned down, had to give the B!tch instructions (Instructions)
Use two hands when you suck it, like a Birkin bag, how she clutch it (Yeah)