American rapper and streamer DDG is all set to release his brand-new album, “BLAME THE CHAT,” on Friday, May 2, 2025. The album features a total of fifteen tracks with several collaborations. The song “GTA” is the fourth track on the list, featuring Skilla Baby. Whether you are a fan of DDG or just looking for some meaningful lyrics, “GTA” is bound to leave an impression. Check GTA lyrics by DDG and Skilla Baby below, and experience the song’s passion.
Lyrics of GTA by DDG
I’m Just Tryna Make A Hundred Mil’
How Many M’s Can I Add To My Will?
Rollie Rose Gold, I Don’t Really Fuxk With Steel
(You Weren’t Even A Cool Breeze For My Man Taz)
All These Niggas Fake, But Somehow I Keep It Real, Yeah
That Nigga A B!tch, He Posting Guns Just For Likes
Taking Boxing Classes, But Nobody Out Here Fight
I Like Ratchet Bad B!tches, Detroit Women Just My Type
Know That Puxsy Out Of Control, She Might Make Me Miss My Flight
On The ‘net I’m Goin’ Crazy, I Can’t Help But Up My Price
Nigga Think He Know Me ’cause He See On That Site
Rock Balenciaga Boots, I’m 6’5″, It Up My Height
Vvs Gon’ Make It Bright, Hundred Thousand, That Shit Light (Ha)
I’m Pickin’ Streamers Over Rappers,
They Be Boring, I Can’t Chill With ’em (Yeah)
Don’t Cut My Hand Off, I Can’t Feel Niggas (I Can’t Feel Niggas)
I’m 6’2″, Bankroll Crip Blue (Yeah)
I Be Standin’ On The Money Just To Make Me Feel Bigger (Ha)
I Don’t Let These Niggas ’round Me,
They Don’t Act Like Us (They Don’t Act Like Us)
These Niggas Must Think They Zoey, They Chat Too Much (Chat Too Much)
And They Cap Too Much, I Shoot Straps Too Much (Baow)
I Up Racks Too Much (Ha)
My Little B!tch Thick As Hell, Ass Fat As Fuxk (Fuxk)
Bottega On My Body, Can Somebody Add Me Up? (Add Me Up)
Ho*s Love Me, I’m Rich, His And Hers For My B!tch (B!tch)
Glock Came With A Switch, I’m Tryna Shoot Shit On Twitch (Ha)
If I’m Goin’ Anywhere, You Know I’m Bringing My Blick (Blick)
Play With Ddg And We Gon’ Take The Stream On A Hit
I Done Seen Niggas Get Rich And Seen Niggas Snitch (Ha)
In GTA, Nigga, We Don’t Play
I’m Just Tryna Make A Hundred Mil’
How Many M’s Can I Add To My Will?
Rollie Rose Gold, I Don’t Really Fuxk With Steel
All These Niggas Fake, But Somehow I Keep It Real, Yeah
That Nigga A B!tch, He Posting Guns Just For Likes
Taking Boxing Classes, But Nobody Out Here Fight
I Like Ratchet Bad B!tches, Detroit Women Just My Type
Know That Puxsy Out Of Control, She Might Make Me Miss My Flight
She Know I’m From Pontiac And She Know That’s Right Up The Street
She Said She Gon’ Ride Down 6 Mile To Come And Fuxk With Me
On The Road, B!tch, I Can’t Sit Down, I Gotta Stay On My Feet
Making Hits And That’s The Stick Now Like Running Backs And Cleats
Niggas Knowin’ That I’m One-of-one, I Don’t Rap For Fun Or None
Went To Booby Trap, I Can’t Keep Track, I Threw A Ton Of Ones
Hit It From The Back, But She Gon’ Never Meet My Son Or Nothin’
I’m Just Tryna Crack, I Ain’t Got Time To Fall In Love Or Nothin’
I Got A Bus Full Of Ho*s, What’s The Eta?
Tryna Kill That Puxsy, But I’m Talkin’ ’bout In GTA
I Got More Money Than Half The Niggas In The Nba
Niggas Talkin’ Crazy On The ‘net ’til We Put B To A
