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Whaddup? You just called me You tripping though, whassup though, talm bout Aye, you be tweaking Ight doe You was waiting? You was on was on 41st & Wentworth for 5 hours Ight, ight This nigga said he gon rob me, ight doe Got this .30 on me, its mighty long Fuck with Chief Keef, bitch you might glo And I know you want sum pipe, though Got bitches on my line though Ben Franklins all in my bankroll This aint no credit card fraud call chase ho This ho actin like she dont wanna let me fuck, ight doe Smoke a 3 gram blunt to the face, ho And a 50 shot came with my chain, ho A yellow envelope came with my bankroll Im flexin on this bitch, I think that her shit stank, though I dont drink liquor but I sip lean, though Bitch I payed 600 for this pint, though I got 30 shots in my thing, though If this nigga want my gun to glo up, ight though You say CDAI got 22 shots but he really got Michael Come through shootin and Im shootin so fast givin any nigga lypo Someone took his money from him I been gettin money, boy, that aint nothin Lil nigga try to take my banger from me We posted with Glocks and we all got 30s and we let them bitches bang, though This bitch act like Tadoe All she want is molly and she ready to go Ight doe Let the bitch try to set me up, I got my pipe close What we hidin for Niggas know where we at, you aint gotta come find us, though But you dont need to be lookin for me, you need to find your ho She steady askin me where Im at, she tryna come find me, though Run through a 50 thousand dollar bankroll Member when I use to aint get allowance though Cause I aint never wanna do none of the chores Now I pay maid a to do all the chores I dont want that bitch, she been around like revolvin doors And I dont trust these niggas as far as I can throw em This nigga said he gon rob me, ight doe Got this .30 on me, its mighty long Fuck with Chief Keef, bitch you might glo And I know you want sum pipe, though Got bitches on my line though Ben Franklins all in my bankroll This aint no credit card fraud call chase ho This ho actin like she dont wanna let me fuck, ight doe

Its the Almighty So and Almighty Scream nigga connected For the motherfuckin streets nigga Almighty So How yall niggas blow at Niggas know how I rock Bow down bitch My name King Sosa now I mean King Keef, It aint Chief Keef no mo They want the old Sosa, for what doe? Thats a crazy low down dirty cut throat Im smokin earth let me show you how my heart go Got my 9 on me bitch, Rondo I brought the bank out, Wells Fargo You aint gettin money boy that not yours I bought a pint of lean, Ima sip it by my self Sneak diss and find yourself, by yo self member on the block posted by myself That bitch told me to control myself, I told her to go find yourself Cdai got 22 Shots and he coming all by his self Wait, no he got 5 people with him so nigga go hide yourself You aint gettin money you lil lying self Get a 100 thousand dollar check and spend it by myself Bitch, dont miss this jet, Ill get in it by myself And if I wanna fuck Ima hit it by myself That bitch wanna picture by herself, by herself I just drunk a pint of lean by myself, by myself You aint squad bitch, Ill leave you by yaself, by yaself And go and get this money by myself, by myself I got some niggas thats some hittas by they self Dont care if you with them niggas or if you by yourself T-Roy got a gun thats bigger than him And he gon blow that bitch all by his self He dont miss, he gon leave the right one left Cant find a bitch you say you see the right one where I gotta glo, I know that people like to stare Baby you gotta glow up one day, you might as well You want that hot shit? Pull up on yo block, let that Glock spit Two jocks in my hand, you on that opp shit? Broad day, out the car with the mop sticks Have you running to your broad like Aw shit! Ima hitta by myself, you are not shit 1017 Glo gang these hoes on our dick Ima hitta by myself, you are not shit 1017 Glo gang these hoes on our dick That bitch wanna picture by herself, by herself I just drunk a pint of lean by myself, by myself You aint squad bitch, Ill leave you by yaself, by yaself And go and get this money by myself, by myself

Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything Look, realest, realest, realest nigga living, fuck a nigga feelings I woke up this morning, hit the block and made a killin Them ladies, yall love it, my niggas be plugging Graduated college mama but I chose thuggin We got all the money, if yall was looking for it My life is a movie, my Gucci imported I just do this shit for a hobby Wearin all this jewelry exciting the federalies All this Cavalli, Versace, and Gucci everything I know Im shallow but fuck it Yeah, she aint got no titties, but she got hella ass I aint got no credit, but I got hella cash Cop it, cook it, whip it, package it and dump it Im the realest nigga living, 100 Better learn, better learn Real nigga till I die though Gucci everything bitch Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything Well I got Gucci everything, Imma need a wedding ring To get married to this money, I swear its my everything I want everything, I own everything My niggas on alert, yeah they on everything My wrist got me chillin the villain of the village Bitch I am the realest, stacking up my millions Im doin everything, you not doing anything And my boys stay strapped, I just hope my enemies Got they gun, betta run cause we shootin everything Gettin Fredo off the cut, and you ruin everything Money is the motto, I ball hard no lotto And bitch I need my money, need my money, pronto We shoot up your condo, we aint with the convo We gon bring everything and hit you with that combo Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything Haaaan! We stopping everything, Versace everything We coppin everything, you niggas copying everything Bitch, Louis everythang, Gucci everythang That IMAX 3-D movie everythang Bitch Im coupin everythang, we shootin everythang And when I fuck your main bitch, I put on everythang Realest niggas livin, ballin like a Piston Horse power, up powder everything we whipping G-U-Double C-I nigga Js on like Im from the Chi nigga I go hard, Bed-Stuy nigga 2 Chainz on, no lie nigga I walk in the Gucci store with them bandz Holdin on my arm is something thats real tan Walk out the store with something thats real cold Burrrr! Gucci Mane Gucci car, Gucci van, Gucci shirt, Gucci sleeves Backpack like my hood, whole lotta fuckin Gs I been fuckin with Gucci since I was 17 Im a Blood, getting money, thats that red mixed with green Look at my closet (Gucci everything, Gucci everything Married to this bitch, Gucci wedding ring Gucci everything, Gucci everything Married to this bitch, Gucci wedding ring) Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything I say money over hoes, I like to broaden everything They gotta accept it though, I swipe my card and everything Let her rock the mic, she like recording everything Tongue out, legs open, Michael Jordan everything! I be washing niggas up, they say Im bathin everything First they wouldnt give us none, than they gave us everything When I got some paper, I bought my favorite everything Thats why Im so icy, Radric Davis everything Gucci, I roll up like sushi Im dipping in that white shit like with the wings, blue cheese Green strip, red strip, green strip nigga I cant miss, infrared beam type nigga Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci everything Gucci everything, Gucci-Gucci everything

12 Hunna on the beat Ima make it count, bitch Ima spray some shit Ima make it count, bitch Im gon spray Ima make it count, bitch Ima spray some shit Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Niggas aint on piss, niggas aint on shit I just bought a 40 cause there aint no kick Got a 30 in it Ima make it spit Im gon make it count, bitch Im spraying shit Ima count this money while I take a shit Ima spray that dummy if he try to take my shit A situation is what all you make of it Well Ima make these pistols get to saying shit I got old guns on that cranky shit I got new guns cant wait to spray that shit I swear my Mac be on some player shit But dont make them get to spraying shit Smoking Tooka like a hookah Run up on me Ima shoot ya No Versace Medusa 1400 for this belt like booyah Diamonds on my neck like tumors Hurting my damn neck like ooh ah Ben Franklin in my pocket Try to take it put your ass on the front of New York Times Cant see me boy cause you are, blind You say you getting money, you are lyin Got a car round my neck now who wanna, drive Niggas aint on piss, niggas aint on shit I just bought a 40 cause there aint no kick Got a 30 in it Ima make it spit Im gon make it count, bitch Im spraying shit Ima count this money while I take a shit Ima spray that dummy if he try to take my shit A situation is what all you make of it Well Ima make these pistols get to saying shit Posted up on Front$treet Selling dope up out my grandma house No I cant have no company Unless you tryna sell dope up out it Aint no security with me Its just me and 40 and Johnson And I cant trust niggas So I went and bought me a fucking golden choppa That bitch got tourettes She be screaming out shit like shit Bitch, fuck niggas We dont fuck with fuck niggas Coming out the cut, when you see us, duck nigga Coming strong nigga Smoking on that fucking strong nigga Bitch I got my arm nigga Armed gun and my own alarm nigga Im my own man Im standing strong nigga Try me you wont be going home nigga Kushy Kushy, my cologne nigga Walk to court they like you smell strong nigga Glo Gang shit thats what Im on nigga You a opposite you meet my horn nigga We dont mean peace we mean war nigga Shoot your ass then your balls nigga And I still believe in god nigga But I dont believe in frauds nigga Im a Glo Man so why would I shiver? Up this 4-5 get to porcupine them niggas

Greg Willen, non dormire FSK gang Non ho preso appunti, ho solo rischiato anni Ora ho persone che vale milioni Come i jukebox, i gettoni in doro Facciamo un buco, per te sogni doro Paolo Fox, il futuro è già storia Il mio Classe A aveva il NOS , fresco no, scarpe, ah, big boss Tredici, ah, mica mi piace scappare da infame Mica mi piace stare senza un euro, e infatti li ho fatti Adesso chi parla? No beef con asso di bastoni La .19 fa fori, chi non parla va fuori Ho fatto, ho-ho-ho fatto, oh Ho fatto, ho-ho-ho fatto, oh Ho fatto, ho-ho-ho fatto Ho fatto, ho-ho-ho fatto Ho fatto, oh, ho fatto, oh Ho fatto, oh, ho fatto, oh Ho fatto, oh, ho fatto, oh Ho fatto, ho fatto Me and my dawgs, eh Abbiamo portato la vera trap in Italia Snitch-ass, infame, devi cambiare aria Ti conviene uccidermi oppure dovrò ucciderti Me and my dawgs, ah Ho fatto Ho fatto, smoking Guido All orange, Halloween, Im findin Nemo Smokin octo, check a limo So what yall on? Im smokin purple like Im Greedo Flood your hood with more Bapes than Nigo I got cash and still done turned your ass to tree smoke Pull up on a block, come get some free smoke Ho fatto tre rapine e non ho detto un cazzo Ho fatto parte di unassociazione peso Ho fatto cose che non puoi capire manco FSK vera mafia Sud Italy Ho fatto, qui ci ascoltano tutti quanti quindi non ho fatto un cazzo Ho rollato un Backwoods con lintera scena italiana dentro Ho fatto, oh, ho fatto, oh Ho fatto, oh, ho fatto, oh Ho fatto, oh, ho fatto, oh Ho fatto, ho fatto On Rodeo, sippin ayo, spinnin big foreigns Racks up in my pockets, fat as hell, just like Big Pun How much cash can I get a hundred up in Bitcoin? Been up in this shit for a while, this the sitcom With my shorty got my .40 out, I pull some Tried to put her on game but she aint know none Tell her, Get up in the glory, come and choke some We had pulled a foreign, had to foursome Five in the morning, folks off yerks tryna blow some Im like, Chill out, you just smoked some Next time mask up so they dont know none Dirty clothes, tryna tote some Me and my dawgs Me and my dawgs Me and my dawgs Pow, pow, pow

Holiday Tell these hoes they gotta glo one day, shit Bitch you gotta Bitch you gotta Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Pull off in the rari, shit I gotta glo up one day I dont fear nobody bitch , yeah I blow a .40 Dont make me get to sparking bitch , go gotta glo up one day Baby you should let me fuck, shit you gotta glo up one day Hmm Im the man, Im the man baby Im a glo man, bitch you cant shake me Im gloed up, gotta get more money on my baby Say you dont wanna fuck me, bitch you must be crazy Bitch you gotta glo up one day Youll be important one day I take somebody whole life savings, and just spend it in one day Niggas blow and turn yo whole block into a runway Im bout to glo and everybody gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Bitch, you gotta glo one day Commission

​yya ,feeK hayilaA mI ,kcolb ruoy kcoR ​yya ,TNT mI ,hctib ,haey ,tnrut oot mI ​yya ,TNT ekil dnuos ,ffo snug meht teL TNT ekil tsuj amarD You can hate me now Smokin loud with my gun, he like, Spray me now, ayy, ayy In this shit waist deep down You with the opps, pull up on you, get to spraying rounds, ayy, ayy Hop in my Bentley , please do not tempt me And my fifty with me , it shoot a nigga kidney now And my shooter all hang with me now Waitin for you to try and diss me now Ima pull up where your crib be now Shootin down your chimney, down Smokin like a chimney, loud Step up out the car, you hear me, baow Diddy Boppin with my fifty Ayy, change a nigga like a shift be Ayy, I maneuver where my clip be Ayy, no security be with me Niggas hate me now, ayy Bitches tryna have my babies now, ayy, ayy Im not a baby now, ayy, ayy Bitch, Im eighteen now, ayy Remember when I use to be sixteen now, ayy My house full of big screens now, ayy And now I aint got hear my granny mouth, ayy And I aint gotta live in my granny house, ayy, ayy Niggas hatin on me Niggas want me to be lackin and they waitin on it Wanna see my reaction, Ima spray your homie Keep my pistol with me cause thats my lady, homie We know drama just like TNT Let them guns off, sound like TNT, ayy Im too turnt, yeah, bitch, Im TNT, ayy Rock your block, Im Aaliyah Keef, ayy

Yeah, thats facts Facts Shawty spit that crack, yeah, thats facts Shawty keep a gat, yeah, thats facts, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, thats facts I was 15 years old in the trap bagging dimes up Then I started rapping got these crackers tryna sign us Niggas kill my dawg we cant put that shit behind us Like should I cop that bentley Shit, I still aint made my mind up You aint never did no time huh, never been in no line up Never had to go rob nun, never tote no iron huh ? Yeah, I heard I posted behind huh It aint too hard to find us Im still doing my sing up we crack babies dont mind us Im so weighed I lost my dawg to the streets, it aint no peace We aint squashing shit, who you going call it aint no keep Shawty know Im rich, she got a man but she going to cheat I swear ever since I got the gwop they MOB Yeah, thats facts They like shawty spit that crack, yeah thats facts Shawty keep a gat, yeah thats facts You know I aint moving packs, yeah thats facts Blew that check and got it back, yeah thats facts Yeah, thats facts Phone boomin like the motherfucking trap Diss sneak, can get motherfuckin slapped No already, youll get motherfuckin clapped The soda was dirty soon as I twisted off the cap, ayy I put us on the motherfuckin map Well put a niggas government on the bullets and the scraps, ayy Your ho face in my motherfuckin lap But I told that bitch to stop, I got to finish this lap, ayy Im flyer than a motherfuckin seagull Hit Neimans three times, thats a motherfuckin redo Yeah, thats facts, motherfucker, it aint see-through Step red nighters bankroll like I need you Ayy, ayy Yeah, thats facts They like shawty spit that crack, yeah thats facts Shawty keep a gat, yeah thats facts You know I aint moving packs, yeah thats facts Blew that check and got it back, yeah thats facts Yeah, thats facts

Glory Boy shit, man Slutty Boyz, bitch Beep, beep Lets get it Bang, bang-bang I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC My niggas out here wildin playing Russian Roulette My niggas out here wildin playing Russian Roulette Russian Roulette , with niggas heads I got money, I got power , got respect with this TEC My niggas out here wildin playing Russian Roulette My niggas out here wildin playing Russian Roulette Russian Roulette , with niggas heads I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC My niggas out here wildin, you could duck or get wet From Chiraq to DC, boy, we gang bang, throwin sets About Glory Boyz and Slutty Boyz they say this and that But Chief Sosa and Fat Trel shooters gon handle that It aint nothin, bitch, we buckin; light it up, candle that We turn nothin into somethin , get that check, ran through that I be shittin on them bitches, like where my manners at? I be in my fuckin Glory shining just like my watch I be pullin up and pullin off in them foreign cars I give that bitch a name if she talkin porn star And we got these bitches boppy, GBE full of stock I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC My niggas out here wildin playin Russian Roulette My niggas out here wilding playing Russian Roulette Russian Roulette, with niggas heads I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC My niggas out here wildin playin Russian Roulette My niggas out here wilding playing Russian Roulette Russian Roulette, with niggas heads Well, I got money, I got power, just got rid of my TEC Cause that bitch had too many bodies, just red up and finesse “I got my niggas outchea wildin, 223 eat through vests UUV hit your block , yellow tape on deck Police investigate, my shit say heavy weight Im a walkin grenade; I play with Tommies for days I got work and its twerkin ; I fuck your wifey on purpose Im a Slutty Boy; my Glory Boy just smoke purple perfect Im in Chiraq flirtin , whippin chickens from Churchs These niggas pockets is hurtin ; heard you niggas was nervous Im from D-dot-C ; you know my shit say SB Fuckin with GBE , so how you niggas gon eat? I got money, I got power, got respect with this TEC My niggas out here wildin playing Russian Roulette My niggas out here wildin playing Russian Roulette Russian Roulette , with niggas heads I got money, I got power , got respect with this TEC My niggas out here wildin playing Russian Roulette My niggas out here wildin playing Russian Roulette Russian Roulette , with niggas heads

YG On Da Beat She know papa hella rich Any bitch gone let me hit Got them bands, got them bands She know I got them bands She know I got them bands And I blow it all in France Italy and Vietnam Im the mans Im ballin And Kobe I am him Got Versace on my legs And a Rollie on my hands Hit the stand do my dance Got them bands, got them bands He know I got them bands And I blow it all in France Italy and Vietnam Im the mans Im ballin And Kobe I am him Got Versace on my lens And a Rollie on my hands Hit the stand do my dance Them bitches act like fans Gettin payed ever since Me and my daughter heaven sent She rock Gucci, Louis shit She be flexin like a bitch She know papa got that cash She know papa hella rich Any bitch gon let me hit Your babys mom let me hit I just tell her blow all that Couple stacks dont get me hit Any bitch gone let me hit My babys mom let me hit I just tell her blow all that Couple stacks dont get me hit Got them bands, got them bands She know I got them bands And I get what I demand Cause she know I got them bands Got them bands, got them bands She know I got them bands And I blow a lot of cash Cause she know I got them bands Got them bands, got them bands She know I got them bands And I get what I demand Cause she know I got them bands Got them bands, got them bands She know I got them bands And I blow a lot of cash Cause she know I got them bands Im finessin countin bands Got Louis on my pants I got Gucci on my stomach I got bands dont give a damn I just splash, I just splash She know that I just splash Panamera do that dash And you know Im full of bands Show that cash in my stash Bitch I got plenty cash Any nigga think about robbin me Im gone let that semi spazz You cant stand You wont last You aint ballin like I am And I stay countin stacks Im ballin like a gym Finally rich aint that a bitch They gon let a nigga in GBE is the mans And we be setting trends Finally rich aint that a bitch They gon let a nigga in GBE is the mans And we be setting trends Got them bands, got them bands She know I got them bands And I get what I demand Cause she know I got them bands Got them bands, got them bands She know I got them bands And I blow a lot of cash Cause she know I got them bands Got them bands, got them bands She know I got them bands And I get what I demand Cause she know I got them bands Got them bands, got them bands She know I got them bands And I blow a lot of cash Cause she know I got them bands

Let me tell you something man When you see a nigga like me Look me straight in the eyes Talk to me man, not at me And if I pass you some weed Dont hold that shit for too long Let everybody get high Its real niggas in here Im a rider Im a roller Im a gangster So Ima roll up Im a rider Im a roller Im a gangster So Ima roll up Just bought a brand new car, backed it straight in Smokin on this strong, the pack just came in I rep my gang hard, its tattooed in my skin Im such a fucking boss, I run with made men Diamonds in my chain, OG in my paper Fuck a bottle loss, Fuck about a hater Fuckin up the club, fuckin up this paper Fuck with GBE, fuckin with them gangsters Ridin it like I aint never had shit Gold in my mouth, Im talking cash shit Left her with the gang, he need a new bitch I aint sweat her, she was comin at my crew neck Im a rider Im a roller Im a gangster So Ima roll up Im a rider Im a roller Im a gangster So Ima roll up Im a rider, pistol toter Pistol blower, kush smoker Bands all in my pocket Think you goin take it? Stop it My youngins get it poppin Now you on the news, they watchin Fuckin with my gang, you goin end up in violence Fuckin with Taylor Gang, you fuckin with the pilots Smokin on this dope, thumbin through the checks Thots on my dick like who gonna do me next I spent so many checks, I coulda bought a jet GBE till I die, I do it for my set Go Go Im a rider Im a roller Im a gangster So Ima roll up Im a rider Im a roller Im a gangster So Ima roll up

Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up Turn up, , turn up, They like Damn Sosa, where you fit that cash at? Throwin all this cash up, bitch, you can have that Dont try and grab that, this pistol Ima blast that I heard you got a hard head, shootin where your ass at I get that cash back, its just like its elastic Im a rich nigga, no pops, you a broke bastard On Instagram, I make niggas imagine How they be like Chief Sosa, Where he get that cash at? I smoke dope, Tadoe on molly water Watch got my wrist going like, I be whipping yola Bitch Im Almighty Sosa Stand up to 3 double O and you gon get slumped over Boy you aint no blower Yous a bitch nigga a boy you aint no Soulja Boy you aint cashing, I took a hundred thousand dollars and I dragged it On Instagram I make niggas imagine Where you get that watch at?, that bitch so dramatic Cuz I be on my cash shit Probably thats the reason why them bitch act so dramatic Cuz you aint gettin cash bitch You need to go and get some money and make it a habit They like Damn Sosa, where you fit that cash at? Throwin all this cash up, bitch, you can have that Dont try and grab that, this pistol Ima blast that I heard you got a hard head, shootin where your ass at I get that cash back, its just like its elastic Im a rich nigga, no pops, you a broke bastard On Instagram, I make niggas imagine How they be like Chief Sosa, Where he get that cash at?

Yeah, yeah Sosa baby Huh, yeah, yeah, huh, huh, huh, huh Bitch, Im OB4L Bitch, Im OB4L Bitch, Im OB4L Bitch, Im OB4L Im OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life Bitch, Im OBlock for life, Ill take your life No talk, no fight Sosa, bitch, Im going insane Them foreign things see foreign things All I get is foreign things Foreign money, foreign rings Foreign watch, foreign chains I still remain, fuck Tooka gang Fuck JaJa gang, fuck Hoover gang Die Ls for the fucking lames Ls up for the KuKu Gang I’m 2-4, lames, Im no Insane Call us the Jehovah gang The nati gang thats not a game Don’t bring that shit around my way Around my way them choppas spray Bodies drop, we beat the case My Jew lawyer defeat the case Louis shades, cant see you lames OBlock gang thats Keta gang Bitch, we the conceited gang OBlock gang thats Keta gang Bitch, we the conceited gang Bitch, Im OB4L Bitch, Im OB4L Bitch, Im OB4L Bitch, Im OB4L Im OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life OB4L OB4L OB4L OB4L Im OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life Bitch, Im OB4L Bitch, Im OB4L Bitch, Im OB4L Bitch, Im OB4L Im OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life OB4L OB4L OB4L OB4L Im OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life OBlock for life

Abe Beats Its Domeno I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch Say, I aint done turnin up, shit Im too busy turnin up shit Countin guap, bitch I get it quick Try and take it, youll be burnin up quick Tadoe off the drugs on that fuck shit Bad yellow bone doing my laundry You say you wanna fuck, well I want some head I got a 100 dollars, where you want it at? Cause Im countin, girl, Im money countin I aint gotta count it, Ive got a money counter Im up here at the top, started from the bottom I cant really trust niggas, so I gotta watch em Cause these niggas plottin cause Im gettin guap now Back then they didnt want to fuck with me But they fuck with me cause Im hot now I see what Mike Jones was talkin bout Now Im bout to pour a four and smoke my lungs out I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch I aint done turnin up, bitch

Its holiday Season, bitch! I say these hoes aint shit, I aint trippin on no thot I dont like conversations, is you gon let me fuck or not? While these niggas sneak dissin, I be tourin gettin guap I be flexin on these suckas, pullin up in foreign drops These hoes say Im too much, I think Im too much Nigga try Almighty Sosa, he get touched These hoes be tryin too much, doin too much Bitch I couldnt call your phone, I was doin too much They say I smoke too much Lean too much T-Roy my shooter and hell shoot ya I put Tadoe in the cut, Fredo was in it too much If you aint on that opp shit, then we salute ya I get money too much Spend it too much And if you try to take it, then my niggas shoot ya When I throw it in the air these hoes be doin too much When we leave it be too many hoes up on the tour bus I just got Kay Kay check we finna hit Toys R Us Spent 20 thousand dollars, think I bought her too much I just got Kay Kay check, finna hit Toys R Us I spent 20 thousand dollars, think I bought her too much I say these hoes aint shit, I aint trippin on no thot I dont like conversations, is you gon let me fuck or not? While these niggas sneak dissin, I be tourin gettin guap I be flexin on these suckas, pullin up in foreign drops These hoes say Im too much, I think Im too much Nigga try Almighty Sosa, he get touched These hoes be tryin too much, doin too much Bitch I couldnt call your phone, I was doin too much

Ness on the beat All fly shit I used to go to school like this “Off-White” kicks my shoelaces say shoelaces Orange tiger on my shirt Im in some Gucci shit She keep lying on my dick she on some hoochie shit We pull up in 20 Raris on some movie shit, yeah I will never say Im sorry to a goofy bitch, yeah Slide up on her drop her off and let my goony hit, yeah You a dirty little thot, you little stupid bitch Bitches in my phone taking space up, yeah No I cant be lacking got my face up, yeah Drip more purple than a Laker, yeah Eyes more red than a laser, yeah Faces on me bigger than fantasias, yeah Shakespeare on a bitch named Anastasia, yeah You can get her back, Im not a saviour, yeah Rolling on your exes, Charles Xavier, yeah I aint got no service call me later, yeah Ridin right past all me haters, yeah I done spent rope on me laces, yeah Feds got us on they papers trynna trace us, yeah Marshall Law with the moves, Tekken Ball with my brodies been with them since AND1 Bitch you ugly you and yo friend cant come Motor make a hood hop, huh J-Kwon She know I got more sauce than A1 Supposed to be at the gathering at 1 Sean Carter bag, Im trynna catch one She think Im cute, top me quick, it was a fast one She wanted me to clean her mess but I got on Hermes, yeah She tried to catch me on her snap before I got undressed, yeah If I dont pull up in all black, Ill pull up in all red, yeah 30,000 on a rollie, my lil bitch a brat, yeah Im in my bag now Im odee, yeah I aint never had no OG, yeah I get money, it aint lowkey, yeah Hit her once and then I proceed, ayy And I cant picture bein broke these days She gave me head I told her dont breathe, ayy If you love her nigga dont sneeze, ayy She was covered up in codeine, ayy You a aunty you a dope fiend, ayy Dont get too close if you dont know me ayy I chill with shottas chill with proteges ayy Red bottoms like a nosebleed, ayy

Bitch say Im always smokin Always drinkin, got some issues Niggas always fuckin plottin I was thinking got some pistols Pull up catch a nigga lackin, I was stanking got a rental Bitch Im from Chiraq, I was thinking got some missiles I was watching out for lizards, I was watching out for niggas Pull up on the block at night, I was sparking with them niggas But I had to catch a flight, now bitch Im a damn LAer And I know Im shining bright, but Im from the Himalayas Im too turnt Im TNT, bitch I put the E in key An I put the lock on the door couldnt blow this off if you had the heat I got me and this weed, meeting with me and me and me Little lady Im the I in the Win, bitch Im the E in the Beef Fuck nigga Im the D in Deceased Yo bitch be the E on my Wee Wee Yo ass put the E in the Sheep Im the A in Shavin and Im off this weed Yo bitch put the E in the freak She say you put the E in the Creep Nigga I dont be the E in the Sleep Nigga I be the E in Work All Week Cause I cant eat when Im Sleep She said I put the E and I Eat I put the I In do it, and I put the E in my Jeans Bitch I put the A in the Hawk, bitch I put the E in that Eagle Bitch I put the A in the Choppa, bitch I put the G in Illegal Bitch say Im always smokin Always drinkin, got some issues Niggas always fuckin plottin I was thinking got some pistols Pull up catch a nigga lackin, I was stanking got a rental Bitch Im from Chiraq, I was thinking got some missiles I was watching out for lizards, I was watching out for niggas Pull up on the block at night, I was sparking with them niggas But I had to catch a flight, now bitch Im a damn LAer And I know Im shining bright, but Im from the Himalayas Bitch I put the E in lean, then I put the lean in Sprite Bitch I put the B in Black, bitch I put the C in Cyph Bitch I put the E in White, bitch I put the E in Red Bitch I put the E in Retarded, guns that pull up and leave ya dead Bitch I put the I in Sig, bitch I put the I in Live Bitch I put the I in Grin, when I walk up in the building Bitch I be the A in Hand, when they giving me my digits Niggas be the A in Playing, till I be the P in Pistol Bitch I be the G in Gifted, bitch I be the T in Whistle Bitch I be the T in Too Turnt, bitches be the T in Irri She said you be the the G in Naggin, bitch I be the A in Macking I be the Y in Myself, niggas be the T in Tacky Bitch say Im always smokin Always drinkin, got some issues Niggas always fuckin plottin I was thinking got some pistols Pull up catch a nigga lackin, I was stanking got a rental Bitch Im from Chiraq, I was thinking got some missiles I was watching out for lizards, I was watching out for niggas Pull up on the block at night, I was sparking with them niggas But I had to catch a flight, now bitch Im a damn LAer And I know Im shining bright, but Im from the Himalayas

Aye, aye Close that door, aye Aye, close that door Aye, aye Close that door, aye Close that door, aye Close that door, aye Close that door, aye Close that door, aye Close that door, aye Close that door, aye Close that door, aye When you come in here, close that door Close that door Knocking on my fucking door Aye, come in and close that door What the fuck you want? I need to close this door, aye aye Close that door That fuck nigga aint just close that door, blow his throat, aye That fuck nigga aint just know his role, blow his nose, aye That fuck nigga steady acting slow, Ima blow his brain Cops grab me, I be acting slow, I dont know his name Close that door Aye, close that door The feds watching me, they aint got nothing to do I got ran up upon, the cops came in like you You the one thats selling the blows, thats 62! I got a 17 5 pack, I charge it 62 I got hoes for sale, for top its 52 Gave that bitch 200 dollars, took the fin and threw it She sucking dick, you hoe lil bags, you silly you Now close that door behind yourself, you lil fucking dummy Close that door behind yourself, you aint getting no fucking money Close that door girl, dont see Im counting this fucking money? And the feds watching, and Im still fucking stunting Now, close that door Close that door Close that door Close that door Close that door Close that door Close that door Close that door When you come in here, close that door Close that door Knocking on my fucking door Aye, come in and close that door Aye, what the fuck you want? I need to close this door Close that door

Fuck you lookin at aye! guy mumbles you think Im fucking crazy aye! The fuck! You know what Im sayin. Sosas on the motherfucking beat now! Fucking with the fucking I8 driving through the fucking streets. Just tryna carry my fucking shit down the motherfucking ship! You know what Im sayin. Dont be fucking callin your homeboys. Im just one fucking gangster against all you mother fuckers! Come on! The fuck is up? You know what Im sayin. T up mother fucker! Step ya fucking game up! Sosa since you got this money, you disappear That how you feel In the muthafucking hood, its aint how you steal, its how you kill Now Im rich bitch, it aint how you feel, its how you live And Im on some big shit, it aint what you was, its how you is When I come have your 3D glasses in, and have your ears Before my son grow older, Ima tell ya hide ya kids I smoke doja, you smoke Folgers, flame it up and now youre dizzy Hit Obama, told him Ima pick him up and he said really? On some street shit, come and get you in a Hemi On some rich shit, pick you up in a Bentley Im riding stock paint, and my shit still look like candy All these tools on me, man I look like Handy Manny Nigga Im an astronaut, Nigga yous a Sandy You aint never jump out the water, you use to swimming That mean you never jumped out the porch, no types of sports I got my own shit, I dont need no type of source Me and guap, we be kicking it in all types of sorts Hit the Louis store, and I buy all types of shorts Dont let me in the NBA, we knock it off the shore Bump me my muthafucking pistol, knock you off the court Sosa since you got this money, you disappear That how you feel In the muthafucking hood, its aint how you steal, its how you kill Now Im rich bitch, it aint how you feel, its how you live And Im on some big shit, it aint what you was, its how you is When I come have your 3D glasses in, and have your ears Before my son grow older, Ima tell ya hide ya kids I smoke doja, you smoke Folgers, flame it up and now youre dizzy Hit Obama, told him Ima pick him up and he said really? On some country shit, I pick you up in a dump Police in my trunk, what the fuck they trying find? When they pull me over, they say I smell like a pound I say Im always going up, Im never Gloing down Twitter this, Twitter that, Im going Slim Dunk Pull up on ya block, whats in my gun make ya run This balling shit be fun, but shooting pistols funner I get the money later, I got shooting pistols hunger And when Im done sparking, roll up and I forgot Sosa you cant have this snub in the club, I aint retarded I do everything without giving fucks, I nonchalant it Sosa, what the goals you want in life? I want the money Sosa, what type of weed you smoke? I want the onions Sosa, what type of chips you like? I want the Funyuns Im riding low in cold water or Im riding around Came with my cannon, cant win, dont try it Sosa since you got this money, you disappear That how you feel In the muthafucking hood, its aint how you steal, its how you kill Now Im rich bitch, it aint how you feel, its how you live And Im on some big shit, it aint what you was, its how you is When I come have your 3D glasses in, and have your ears Before my son grow older, Ima tell ya hide ya kids I smoke doja, you smoke Folgers, flame it up and now youre dizzy Hit Obama, told him Ima pick him up and he said really?

I got a hunnid in my TEC I got hunnids in my pants Got a hunnid on my neck And a hunnid on my hands Paid a hunnid for my whip Hunnid guns up on my strip Let a nigga try to rob me, get a hunnid hollow tips Got some shooters in the hunnids, I got some thats not from here Got a hunnid bitches tryna suck my cock from all the way here Got a hunnid niggas with me, thats a hunnid volunteers Countin hundreds, hundreds, hundreds, get them ones up out of here Got a hunnid for my AK12, thats a hunnid, hunnid Rep that block with my niggas yeah, them 3Hunna monkeys Got a hunnid in my robins, Balenciagas cost 6 hunnid Give him poles a nigga gon shoot him, got some shotters on 600 30 hundreds for my bed, thot came over and I fucked her And she know that she cant trick me She know its me and my weapon Me and my weapons, me and my niggas Let 100 niggas try me Ill burn em, ayy Put bullets on niggas like a freckle, ayy Coming real far with a Wesson, ayy But I like that instrumental, ayy, ayy Tryna cop me some billions, ayy Hunnid niggas here, a hunnid niggas there Hunnid niggas everywhere with their guns in the air Dududuh, dududuh, karma in the air Hunnid dead bodies, hunnid damn shells Got hundred in back pocket, hundred in my front pocket, ayy I got hunnid in this fat rocket, Ima let it bombard, ayy And I be with the Simpsons, been friends with young Bart, ayy And I got all this green with me, I look like a young tart, ayy I got a hunnid in my TEC I got hunnids in my pants Got a hunnid on my neck And a hunnid on my hands Paid a hunnid for my whip Hunnid guns up on my strip Let a nigga try to rob me, get a hunnid hollow tips Got some shooters in the hunnids, I got some thats not from here Got a hunnid bitches tryna suck my cock from all the way here Got a hunnid niggas with me, thats a hunnid volunteers Countin hundreds, hundreds, hundreds, get them ones up out of here

Ayy! Ha She loves me, she loves me not Let me check my watch What the time is? Quarter past fuck-you, nigga! I know man I dont give a fuck I dont give a shit! Shawty say she like me, wanna be my wifey On me like a hypebeast, on me like a Nike She know that I was a dope boy, so white, like rice B He knows his bitch like me, thats why he dont like me Say she want to Eat me, told her, Just dont bite me He dont know I got a Glock, say he gon on sight me Went outside its biting, I dont care Im Icy Police said on dispatch; is that him? It might be Kick his ass like Bruce Lee, kick him in some Spike Lees Ridin round with my Bloods, but we aint from Rice Street And the broom go like sweep, thinking back I might weep He say he dont like me but looking up my type beats She loves me, she loves me not The VVs on my watch I love you too baby, I love you too baby! Say you smoking dope pack, but that aint no dope pack Where you get that dope at? Nigga need to go back I get your folks wacked, take them out like nose wax Got them horses in my shit, bitch thought it was a Bojack I got so much power, think I can bring Ghost back Oh, you aint know that, must be off a Coke sack Smoking Oreo-Os, call this shit the post pack If my bullets was a shirt, should be like a 4X Bullets hits your smedium, turn that bitch to 4X And I know Im keefy but, bitch I dont mean no sweat We on his ass, hes so stretched - Duh, duh, duh bitch post that Shoot a hole in his stomach, see if hes drinkin Moet She hate me, she hate me not Ridin round with the Jay-Z Knot You like my chain, huh? He love you too baby, he love you too baby, ayy Shawty like, You Sosa? She was drinking mimosa She Greek, I said, Opa Park the whip like Rosa Man, these niggas posers Give his momma roses Part the sea like Moses Tell that nigga focus Dope be gettin me nauseous Please proceed with caution We gon be in Ella What the fuck you dodgin? Switching up my options Tell IG to caption Man, he on some opp shit Send his ass to oppland She loves me, she loves me not The VVs on my watch I love you too baby, ayy Shawty says she loves me, but I’m thinking maybe Wanna be my Beyonce, baby, I aint JAY-Z Gun up on my waistline, aint that where my waist be Better get the safety, take this bitch off safety .350 like Maneski, boy, you like my auntie Pussy boy aint safe with me, rub my eyes, it cant be Wanna be my baby, bitch, you got to amaze me Aint too much you can make me, cant trust you, you may lace me She hate me, she hate me not Ridin round with the JAY-Z Knot You like my chain, huh? He love you too baby, he love you too baby, ayy Let me check my watch What the time s? Quarter past fuck-you, nigga! Ha!

All or nothing I was chillin, smokin loud She like, Aint you Chief Keef? Yeah, the famous Chief Keef! Sosa, OBlock Bang, bang Bang-bang Bang, bang GBE, OTF I was chillin, smokin loud She like, Aint you Chief Keef? Yeah, the famous Chief Keef! And now she wanna freak me But she already know, she gotta do the team Yeah, yeah, the... the team Yeah, yeah, the... the team Im all about my green Makin stupid horror scenes Reese Money, where that 30 .50 cal go with that beam I got a lotta hitters, nigga, you not anything Run a bitch that you love and leave her with a dream Bitch nigga, its crackin Get off the porch, no lackin Ride on you, slide the doors back Like applause, nigga, we clappin We take what you taxin Split it even like magic Fredo? He in the cut Make it very scary like Freddy You sneak dissin, whats hannin? Them guns split you, its crackin 2-4, no stackin Ridin round with them ratchets You want it? I got it Bitch nigga, its crackin OTF in the party Bitch nigga, its crackin Bitch nigga, its crackin Bitch nigga, its crackin You aint bout that action! Bitch nigga, its crackin Bitch nigga, its crackin Bitch nigga, its crackin When them bullets flyin at ya... Bitch nigga, its crackin Its crackin, its crackin For Fredo, Im crackin For Reese Money, Im crackin Keep ya eyes open, no lackin Have 600 come clap ya Bullets come tackle Bullets bouncin like rabbits Like I said, nigga, its crackin One in the head, clip in my pocket And you know its a thirty Some pop off of that clip And then click-clack, then Bernie Goes the MAC, nigga, hollows fat, nigga Rippin through Godzillas back, nigga Have ya bitch suck my dick, nigga Let her hit that loud pack, nigga Big E, nigga, he gon let it blow E Dog gon let it blow When shit get so technical, we erase niggas like schedules OBlock just to let you know Keta World just to let you know R.I.P. to Lil Moe, thats why if I die, I gots to go You sneak dissin, whats hannin? Them guns split you, its crackin 2-4, no stackin Ridin round with them ratchets You want it? I got it Bitch nigga, its crackin OTF in the party Bitch nigga, its crackin Bitch nigga, its crackin Bitch nigga, its crackin You aint bout that action! Bitch nigga, its crackin Bitch nigga, its crackin Bitch nigga, its crackin When them bullets flyin at ya... Bitch nigga, its crackin

Young Chop on the beat Bandcamp Cant trust every face, bitch, you gotta watch em Never trust a bitch, shit, you gotta watch em We just do our thing and the feds watchin All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters Cant trust every face, bitch, you gotta watch em Never trust a bitch, shit, you gotta watch em We just do our thing and the feds watchin All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters Cant trust every face, shit, I gotta watch em Chief Keef Sosa, Im a known topic Smokin big blunts and they long body My niggas hardbody, dont fear nobody We be in the club, bitches so excited But we dont give them nothin but some long pipe Because we dont trust her with her mouth, die tonight We dont trust niggas, get out my sight Foe ‘nem poppin’ pills and they startin fights Trust none, motherfucka alright Folk ‘nem poppin’ pills and they startin fights Trust none, motherfucka alright Cant trust every face, bitch, you gotta watch em Never trust a bitch, shit, you gotta watch em We just do our thing and the feds watchin All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters Cant trust every face, bitch, you gotta watch em Never trust a bitch, shit, you gotta watch em We just do our thing and the feds watchin All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters Sosa, bitch, a lot of niggas dont like But I dont give a fuck, thats alright Because Ima do me and take all light Put your glasses on, Im comin strong aight? Gotta get this bread for my newborn Im a fuckin monster with some Trues on In this shit, I done waited too long Two face niggas, call em two tones We just do our thang and the feds watchin Snitch niggas makin us the feds topic We just do our thang and the feds watchin Snitch niggas makin us the feds topic Cant trust every face, bitch, you gotta watch em Never trust a bitch, shit, you gotta watch em We just do our thing and the feds watchin All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters Cant trust every face, bitch, you gotta watch em Never trust a bitch, shit, you gotta watch em We just do our thing and the feds watchin All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters Cant trust every face, bitch, you gotta watch em Never trust a bitch, shit, you gotta watch em We just do our thing and the feds watchin All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters Cant trust every face, bitch, you gotta watch em Never trust a bitch, shit, you gotta watch em We just do our thing and the feds watchin All we do is turn up, we some damn monsters We some damn monsters

Hahahaha Sosa you notice this nigga on here He asked me whats the difference between my car and his car Bout a hunnid thousands bucks I can beat it Get money over here Its Commission Glory Boyz, what it do? I just pulled up in that old color of glue I just spend twenty on a chains, thousand on some shoes I done fuck every bitch you wanted to They dont fuck with you cause I dont fuck with you They like Chief Sosa, when we gon hit the stu? Im like When you put the O on the side the two They like Sosa and I got ya album too If I was you, bitch, I will buy two They like Sosa you so mean to me You dont know what you mean to me Ever since you came in the game, you been fuckin up the scenery I know, I feel like John Cena, aint no nigga seein me Tryna rob me, they meet my damn Nina Aint a nigga gettin a thing from me Had to put that bitch out, she was doin some things to me She aint wanna shake her ass, she wanted to sing for me Tryna blow nigga, oh no, cause I brought my thing with me I feel like G.I Joe though, I come from the meanest streets Almighty Sosa from the O, thats what it mean to me Ballin with no basketball, got a basketball in my beamer seats Poppin shit like vegetable oil, you poppin shit like season wheat I take the moment to thank the lord, but I pop some shit at my meet and greet Cause I got all this Johnny Dang on And I got all this damn bread on You aint takin shit, you can take one to the head, hom Now I got all this damn red on I just pulled up in that old color of glue I just spend twenty on a chains, thousand on some shoes I done fuck every bitch you wanted to They dont fuck with you cause I dont fuck with you They like Chief Sosa, when we gon hit the stu? Im like When you put the O on the side the two They like Sosa and I got ya album too If I was you, bitch, I will buy two Chief Sosa shitin on you lames, man She like I know I follow you on Instagram, Instagram She give me nose like she toucan Sam, toucan Sam Smokin on this dope and Im coughin like damn Bitch stop actin dumb, you know who I am I be ballin hard and flexin no jams And if you want a verse, send my check in the mail You niggas aint gon shoot, man, you niggas gon tell Get yo ass smoke if you droppin the Ls They like What up Chief So, I be boppin the L Get yo ass smoke if you droppin the Ls They like What up Chief So, I be boppin the L I just pulled up in that old color of glue I just spend twenty on a chains, thousand on some shoes I done fuck every bitch you wanted to They dont fuck with you cause I dont fuck with you They like Chief Sosa, when we gon hit the stu? Im like When you put the O on the side the two They like Sosa and I got ya album too If I was you, bitch, I will buy two

Ayy DP on the beat Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I say I took nigga money, and I never gave it back Boss shit, Ball fucked your bitch, boy thats Ball bitch Small shit, Im just talkin shit, on my dog shit Only The Family, huh? How the fuck these niggas crossin? Got it tatted on me, but Im Glo Gang, bitch, ayy I dont smoke regular, I smoke propane, bitch FaceTime gang off your bitch phone, straight gang shit Knock a top off of that top, watch who you play with But I aint gon say shit, just have shh come spray shit Wanna see me? Pay me, better have that ffft ready Pull up like the Navy, hop out, better have that vroom ready I want an i8, fuck a new Bentley Only American car I got, that bitch is two hemi Only fuckin gun I got, that bitch is two semi Only fuckin thot I got, that bitch is too pretty And every state, I got thots in two cities And every plate, I eat lots, so who with me? Ayy Try me boy, I hope you got two kidneys Can you take 18 shots like you two 50s? Ayy Just to pull off in that Rari, boy, thats 250 I got evicted out two cribs, and I just got 250 I spent a hundred on my jewelry, the rest, bought Trues with it Ayy, them steamers yall be ridin, I bought shoes with it All that Stretch Gang denied, I brought you in it Ayy, 300 what? 300 tools with me 0 to 300 fast, bitch, boolin it, ayy Foot down that thing with 250 On the dash and you know I act the fool in it Ayy, them earrings in your ear, I bought food with it Stole my daughters clothes, boy, your ass a fool with it Just bought a trap house, aint no rooms in it Its just vaults in it, and scalps in it Just bought a new car, aint no shoes on it So Im Forgi-ing it, then Im rollin in it Just made a video, aint no hoes in it Cause they all in this shit, for the glory in shit Just had a shoot out with a few niggas so Im duckin this shit And buckin this shit, they see me bustin this bitch Remember posted on the block, ayy, lovin this shit Now that Im the king, bitch, aint no love in this shit Bout my beans, you get buttered and shit Madre, Ima fuck your mother and shit, ayy Andalé, gotta pick up that money real quick At the bank, swear that shit be the funniest shit Bitch tryna eat the circle, she thought we was Funyuns or some shit Never trust a nigga, and aint no love for no bitch Cause niggas two-faced and hoes be fuckin the clique So I ran past that pedal, I be fuckin that bitch DP on the beat

Yeah me and my nigga the Almighty So, yeah fuck niggas out there act like they ballin, actin like they get money or something Damn, damn, damn, damn Damn, damn, Damn, damn Damn, damn Damn Damn, damn, damn Damn, damn, Damn, damn, damn member sellin blows out my grandma house Now I got enough money to get grandma a house Try to rob me Ima pull that nina out Its extended so the clip stickin out You lil Mickey Mouse, dont be snitchin now Cause Ill send my hittas to come chase you down Nina tote a dildo and shell dick you down He say he with the Clout, put him in the clouds Im thirsty, shoot, finger itchin now Let me catch a nigga then its nigga down I was totin 50 now Im Pippen now I need to buy some missiles now And go ape shit, go ape shit Dont make us put them guns in rotation Nina let me down then oh baby We pullin out them choppers like the Haitians Like the 80s, Im goin crazy All this guap, all these foreigns, baby Lotta shots in all these guns baby I know you wanna have my son, baby

I roll up flexin, rest in peace niggas Every day is Halloween, trick or treat niggas I got the loud pack for the sleep niggas Roll up, get throwed, Bun B niggas These niggas tryna see how I dont see niggas Cause when I look in the mirror I see me, nigga Like the aliens, you better come in peace, nigga Or Im letting animals out Jumanji, nigga I let some lions out the motherfuckin board game You got monopoly money, boy your lifes a board game I got thotty money, but these hoes get nothing Set to set, dick to dick, these hoes be fucking Riding in the M6 bitch thats I8 cousin High-speed chase from the cops, and now they hunting Make his ass, fumble the ball, now they punting Imma make it fair and catch the gang, now they running Tadoe be my running back, he run that shit to the hundred I got hoes up in Paris, I got bitches in London I could have a billion dollars, still gotta get me some money If you a opp caught in the burbs, we leave your shit in the hundreds Car like a hot wheel, bitch its a hot car Im riding fast in this bitch, going to get my thot Like Im in New York pull up on you, give my block You cant serve here no more, hit the bricks, kick rocks I roll up flexin, rest in peace niggas Every day is Halloween, trick or treat niggas I got the loud pack for the sleep niggas Roll up, get throwed, Bun B niggas These niggas tryna see how I dont see niggas Cause when I look in the mirror I see me, nigga Like the aliens, you better come in peace, nigga Or Im letting animals out Jumanji, nigga I got the hood bitch Im no fuckin board game Im Yahtzee with the dice, how I up and roll them Sosa let me hold some, boy your holdin Hold on sit tight, I gotta let my hoe in Walk up in the party, see my shit swollen Im talking bout my pockets, this shit aint folding This niggas to dim, these niggas aint GLOin Throwin money in the club, bitch, rain coated She say she like her strawberry chocolate coated Im ridin past the border eating guacamole Alfredo, nigga fuck your mostaccioli He throwing signs up, like Chief So you gots to notice Im Stevie Wonder to the bullshit, with some keys Since Im running for the mayor, bitch I get the keys To the city, bitch Im pullin up, with the Ps Big joints size my feet, smoking Christmas trees I roll up flexin, rest in peace niggas Every day is Halloween, trick or treat niggas I got the loud pack for the sleep niggas Roll up, get throwed, Bun B niggas These niggas tryna see how I dont see niggas Cause when I look in the mirror I see me, nigga Like the aliens, you better come in peace, nigga Or Im letting animals out Jumanji, nigga

I got hard dick for all these bitches I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches Niggas don’t know us we never saw these niggas I got V12 sittin on rims and I parked the bull back in my Benz Got a FN with a seatbelt strapped on it cause its my friend Breaking bricks down in my den I got bills stacked to my chin Diamond jeans cost an M&M, why? So bright cut off a limb Look at me then look at him Hard top Bentley Bentley rims Fucked two sisters wet the crib In a drop top dunk I broke the rims Back to back bitch call them twins Got a hard top x and a drop top m Call me iceberg slim can’t fuck with him 2k on weed - hell, that’s a deal 5k on lean, Im leaning now Drunk two whole pints, Im dreaming now Your girlfriends a semen demon Big Guwop she screaming out Drop top Rarri showing cleavage, Im on Cleveland, call it Bleveland Knocked your bitch don’t need no reason Take my bitch then call it even I got hard dick for all these bitches I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches Niggas don’t know us, we never saw these niggas You can hold this 30 out this 40 nigga You die, you hit forgis - thats on shawty, nigga We don’t trust these bitches or these niggas Got the big face Rollies 40 on us niggas Nigga tried to knock me off But these niggas extra soft How the hell you just start robbing come and try and test a boss Played the hand that I was dealt 40 make you patty melt I don’t send no niggas dawg I do that shit by myself Co-defendant thats a no Can’t have that shit fly in court One thing about young juice my Niggas spied the pussy like a scope Since you pussy Ima send these hollow tips down your throat Killa killer murder murder flip that nigga like a burger I don’t shoot for legs so you know aint no attempted murder And Young Juice man stay with fire Make me put you on a burner Smoke you like a cancer stick Make your mom and them alone Talking all that tough talk but your ass know you bologna Born to go to war, man you got me talking like Im Kony I got hard dick for all these bitches I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches Niggas don’t know us, we never saw these niggas You can hold this 30 out this 40 nigga You die, you hit forgis - thats on shawty, nigga We don’t trust these bitches or these niggas Got the big face Rollies 40 on us niggas

On foenem Im all over here, uh Hahahaha Yeah Turn up Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang , Haha Ayy, ayy, ayy Got his bitch trippin cause she seen me, thought she was off a trippy stick Dont know why she sneak dissin me, say he got a shrimpy dick Pull off in that Rari, now they think Im on some fishy shit Two year ago I didnt have no car, I was on that come get me shit Two years ago I didnt have no job, I was on that young drilla shit Posted on the block with the Glock, tryna drill some shit Dont give no fuck, that thot with the opps, Ima drill a bitch And I swear these opps know how I rock, Glo until I be killed I dont want your bitch, boy, Ima see if I can fit my schedule I wont wife a bitch, boy, these bitches be goin everywhere I dont care about goin to jail, they treat me like heaven there Fore I let a nigga try to kill me, Ima send his ass 11 shells

Young Chop on the beat Lets get it Bang bang Sosa baby, know how Im rockin baby Louie what it do baby Bang, bang bang I cant lose bitch Im so used to winnin Fuck with my family and you are finished I cant lose bitch, Im so used to winnin Fuck with my family and you are finished And bitch we at the top, we so used to winnin Bodies gettin dropped, we so used to winnin Ridin wit my niggas we be cruising tinted Catch up bitch, we so used to winnin Every day double digits, we so used to winnin Pull on yo block let off some shots, we so used to winnin Sosa bout that gun smoke Smoke kush smoke you dont know Ridin round wit my young niggas Young niggas thats gone blow Flow sick shit gold coast Smoke grade A, honor roll Bad bitches by the bungalow Real niggas honor those Playing Louie, Im gang banging Bad bitch twerk dancin Motherfuckas tryna play us Its holes in they shirt now Fuck with us and them guns blow Gun ranges and gun shows Rob you for your coco Sosa Baby Uh Oh Party rockin, ass shakin, aint throwin money, Im showin money Bitches dont deserve that, they be already goin for me 300, Young Money, F.O.I., GBE 2012 Thats my year Going crazy and see me Lets go I cant lose bitch, Im so used to winnin Fuck with my family and you are finished And bitch we at the top, we so used to winnin Bodies gettin dropped, we so used to winnin Ridin wit my niggas we be cruising tinted Catch up bitch, we so used to winnin Every day double digits, we so used to winnin Pull on yo block let off some shots, we so used to winnin Kush too strong with a thick bitch She Llike Chief Keef and play his shit When we ridin smokin Type of shit like Im Logan and a My young gs stay iron holdin Pink champagne and some golden New Ray Bans let me unfold em Just cashed out so Im holdin Gotta lot of Nenes I be rollin Bitches pop pills like Ibuprofen Niggas say they ballin but I be coachin Dont get bitched now nobody know em I be with young wild niggas idhome I love pussy but I prefer dome Money come fast like my 4S phone I pack loud smoking strechers long Hit it call me shorty bird strechers on Im winnin bitch Im a champion Pack louder than a ambulance Money dance bitch hella bands Just might cuff some FNs Soon as they drop in advance These niggas losing No D, second chance, huh I cant lose bitch, Im so used to winnin Fuck with my family and you are finished And bitch we at the top, we so used to winnin Bodies gettin dropped, we so used to winnin Ridin wit my niggas we be cruising tinted Catch up bitch, we so used to winnin Every day double digits, we so used to winnin Pull on yo block let off some shots, we so used to winnin

All I care about is money All I care about is hundreds Fifties, and Twenties All I care about is money Hundreds, Fifties, and Twenties All I care about is money All I care about is hundreds All I care about is fifties All I care about is twenties All I care about is my whereabouts R.I.P. my niggas they in heaven now Thats all I care about now, I keep them weapons round He say he pulling up, we gon wet him down Thats all I care about Where yo coke boy? My choppa down You dont wanna hear this choppa sound Now I gotta bring my choppa round I heard these bitch niggas be plottin now My 4-O is a semi now I dont hang with 50 now Bitch my watch cost bout 50 now And my chain cost a HEMI now And my house cost 4 now Now Im tryna make the Forbes now Sneak diss, yo block a morgue now This shit getting boring now A show 50, verse 20, a tweet 10 now B-u-s-i-n-e-s-s thats my friend now Niggas sneak dissing, they bitches, I be with Ben now Thats the only nigga I depend on All I care about is money All I care about is hundreds All I care about is fifties All I care about is twenties All I care about is my whereabouts R.I.P. my niggas they in heaven now Thats all I care about now, I keep them weapons round He say he pulling up, we gon wet him down Thats all I care about All I care about get guap, get in and out The ones I care about, I dont live with now Thats my Granny now, and my Mammi now I need a Grammy now, for my Granny now Got my socket now, out a pocket now Gun tall like Yao, its my Houston Rocket now Come through foul, we gone need a ref right now My gun know martial arts, need a black belt right now This nigga bitch just hit me up, say she need sex right now Im getting to the guap so I aint on debt right now This bitch nigga hit me up, say he upset right now Dont get mad, get a check right now Thats all I am about, all I care about, and wanna hear about Thats all I marry now, what youll get buried bout The only thing I know, bitch Im fetty now All I care about is money All I care about is hundreds All I care about is fifties All I care about is twenties All I care about is my whereabouts R.I.P. my niggas they in heaven now Thats all I care about now, I keep them weapons round He say he pulling up, we gon wet him down Thats all I care about

8-8-8-8-808 Mafia Niggas bitches, yeah I know Pop out, scared to tote they poles Remember 2012, we was selling blow See 4-7, had to tuck and roll Used to walk our blocks, upping poles Now we pop out, up them rolls Foenem gon jump out, hollows blow Know where I go the Hummers go To all my dead guys, I say, rest up Mama told me, step up Know you gotta catch up, feds cant even catch us Get on our bad side, thats bad luck, nigga Im here, then Im there, Im Casper, nigga And my niggas lurking, they catch you right there Thats the last spot, nigga Ride with them 30’s on our lap, I aint using no stash box, nigga We loading up fat Glocks These whips, these masks hot, red dots All fuck niggas see red dots Everybody receive head shots Ayy You Hail Mary fuck nigga toe tags Doing them bitches like quarterbacks Ring on your bell, did you order that shit? Shit aint enough, need more than that Gotta take a Fiji water, pour it in that Big shells on top, big Norbit fat Foenem two blocks away, a little more than that Hop out the whips, its a light show Thats what it looks like Folks calling me, Ima bang on some lil ice Glizzy on me, but he told me, Big bro, Ima kill a fuck nigga on sight, what he look like? 100 years in the whip, we in traffic The Jakes on the left, so Im busting a rinight Stepped over niggas gon hop on the E-way and sit at the table, we waiting on some ribeyes This whole block on rinight, we busting a lineft Closing a business, busting up in there Cup in my hand Whats up in there Got a new she eat me up in there Seen your spot, meet me up in there Got another op block, fore you even get there Duck duck goose with a scope, you just sittin there To all my dead guys, I say, rest up Mama told me, step up Know you gotta catch up, feds cant even catch us, nigga Get on our bad side, thats bad luck, nigga Im here, then Im there, Im Casper, nigga Niggas bitches, yeah I know Pop out, scared to tote they poles Remember 2012, we was selling blow See 4-7, had to tuck and roll Used to walk our blocks, upping poles Now we pop out, up them rolls Foenem gon jump out, hollows blow Know I go where the bums go You aint even gonna see it when we hop out, windows tinted They scared to look in the back, but we in it I aint even been on the hill in a minute But i said dont play with GloLimit Slow up, Swervo, let me get it Niggas aint even got legs, tryna kick it Smokin loud, how we sound? .250, them party rounds Bust down shit, 60k on my wrist wear You said she loyal, but your bitch just stared 2500 to buy what I wear 1200 just to get head, I dont care We hit your block from the rear You can get shot like a deer Assault rifle black like my hair This shit is clearer than air And we hittin I swear Draco airin out everybody out there Nigga ridin with it, I swear Pull on your block, but aint nobody out there FaceTime A sign Tell us That youre outside Slow up That’s his house, right? Niggas been bitches whole life See him, gonna kill him on sight 8-8-8-8-808 Mafia

Done, done, done Done, done, done, nigga Done, nigga, done, nigga, done, nigga, youre done, nigga Youre done, nigga, youre done, nigga, youre done, nigga Youre done, nigga, youre done, nigga, youre done, nigga Youre done , youre done, youre done, nigga Ayy, bang bang bang Niggas think this Swisha Sweet I got niggas that come through shootin Shootin at you, where your crew? Where your guap? Where your loot? You can get a shit bag I advise your ass to get back Or your ass can get wacked With this click-clack Im the man around this bitch, man Checkout my wristwatch Checkout my necklace Checkoutmy bitches Hoes call my phone though Knock knock, its money at my front door Then I pull up in the black thing The kids like, Oh, where Waldo? Finna hit Wells Fargo Pick up about four Oh comma Triple zero Im bout my dinero like Robert Deniro Being real aint hard , shit so simple Doing this shit aint hard , this shit so simple I dont like niggas, come through and bust a niggas pimple Up this choppa, click-clack, gla-gla, nigga do the limbo Im a king, Im a lion, check out my sign Im a symbol Pull up on your block bow-bow-bow-bow Now we running from the damn folks Bitch, Im Glo Gang and 0-6-4 and 0-6 where my kinfolks Pull up to the show in bout 10 cars Now we shootin up your damn limo I remember stealing up steamers And runnin from the cops in a rental Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bang, bang, bang, bang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Niggas think this Swisha Sweet I got niggas that come through shootin Shootin at you, where your crew? Where your guap? Where your loot? You can get a shit bag I advise your ass to get back Or your ass can get wacked With this click-clack Im the man around this bitch, man Checkout my wristwatch Checkout my necklace Checkout my bitches Hoes call my phone though Knock knock, its money at my front door Then I pull up in the black thing The kids like, Oh, where Waldo? Ayy, ayy, ayy, gang, gang Ayy, ayy, gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch Im the man around this bitch baby Ayy, or should I call you lil lady Ill call your ass bitch though Ayy, cause Im so crazy This nigga think he gon play me Shoot dice, let your ho fade me Blood Gang Im so brazy aye Pistol to a lil nigga forehead Call up money, she so fine , she be in my pocket She in my wallet , she at my shows, she at my concerts She buy me shoes and she buy me ganja She buy me guns, she bought my watch She bought my necklace, she bought my ice She bought everything I own She bought my house, she bought my life Niggas want war? Then ight We don’t pop out, bitch, we slide Hop in the cars then ride Pull up on an opp block, blast his ass insight I be like okay, okay, okay Say hello to my lil thang The lil thang got a hundred in the thang One in the chamber Stop in traffic, switchin lanes Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, nigga Bang , bang , bang , bang , bang , nigga Bang , bang, bang , bang, bang, bang , nigga Gang, gang, gang, nigga Niggas think this Swisha Sweet I got niggas that come through shootin Shootin at you, where your crew? Where your guap? Where your loot? You can get a shit bag I advise your ass to get back Or your ass can get wacked With this click-clack Im the man around this bitch, man Checkout my wristwatch Checkout my necklace Checkout my bitches Hoes call my phone though Knock knock, its money at my front door Then I pull up in the black thing The kids like, Oh, where Waldo? Aye Goddamn

Know how Im rocking man Like cut off stockings man Keep kush in my pocket man All designer get ya grind on nigga Got a breitling for the time nigga Bang! I got ten toes down, I got shows and verses Ima bring em to your town For the right fuckin amount, you can hit me up right now Fifty for a show and twenty for a twelve Im a loose screw, I aint no nail Walk up in the building She either smelled the loud or Chanel I think she goin for the kill She steady callin my phone My battery she damn near killed me My phone steady ringin This bitch damn near killed me Whats on my line, that Frr-beep They be callin all the time Bang bang, whats that, my gun I up this mothafucka, blew it, make him run, better run Little Gump, run Forrest, run Three grams in the blunt, we have one on one I love gettin money, and I know you know it man You dont like me then show it, why the fuck you hold it in I walk in and break the bank, then walk out and close you in What the fuck you lookin at, I swear I dont know you man Im sayin Ima Glo man, I dont need no tan I pull up, hop out, standin in my stance I got ten toes down, I got shows and verses Ima bring em to your town For the right fuckin amount, you can hit me up right now Fifty for a show and twenty for a twelve Im a loose screw, I aint no nail Walk up in the building She either smelled the loud or Chanel I think she goin for the kill She steady callin my phone My battery she damn near killed me My phone steady ringin This bitch damn near killed me Skrrt pullin off, Im so raw Ha-ha high a lot, ruff ruff Im a dog Chh-chh go my paws Cause these fuckas itch a lot Bitch I got my bong, I dont want you, take me home I be smokin skunk, got it from the loft Member sellin junkies, now I gotten dope Member red monkeys, closet full of Trues If you lookin for me, Im probably on the news One plus two, that equals a few I want ten times 500,000 cool I pull up rude, my jewelry du-du Brick and balony in my pocket, Milonakis stew I got ten toes down, I got shows and verses Ima bring em to your town For the right fuckin amount, you can hit me up right now Fifty for a show and twenty for a twelve Im a loose screw, I aint no nail Walk up in the building She either smelled the loud or Chanel I think she goin for the kill She steady callin my phone My battery she damn near killed me My phone steady ringin This bitch damn near killed me

Ayy, ayy Fuck rehab, fuck rehab, fuck rehab, fuck rehab Fuck rehab, just see shells Fuck rehab, fuck rehab, fuck rehab Fuck rehab, just see shells Bullets flying like mail, fuck rehab Ayy, fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Bitch, I be smoking dope, what you mean? Niggas be like Dont try Almighty Sosa, he got them things Them bitches go ping-ping! 30 in this ning ding! Fuck rehab, rehab make me laugh Bitch, Id rather be up in jail, getting a lot of mail! Like Almighty Sosa, thats you? Smoking on dope with your crew? You dont know me? What the fuck you talking bout? Nigga, all I remember is selling dope out grandma house Let me get them hitters, Im coming out the cut, getting loud now And that aint even registered, they come and clean the shit up like Pine-Sol I could be on the block running round shooting shit up like Rambo But the judge gonna lock me up for smoking a little dope Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Who are you? Where are you from? Bitch, Im a Glo, is you dumb? Somebody cut out his tongue, blow that four nickel with him You might not have no more arms, 22k for my charm Fuck is you doing? Im money pursuing, Im probably some kin to Saddam Too many uppers, Im numb, too many uppers, Im numb See the Glo Gang and they run, see the Glo Gang and they run Im bout to go buy me some guns, when they releasing my funds? Run up on every M.O.B. that I see, leave them with half of a lung My migo just sent me a ton, I paid them, I owe em for one You turning, we talking with guns, you owe me, I come for your son Dont play with my niggas, my niggas not going for nuun Its sticking on niggas like gum Bitch, you aint making no funds, I see you on TV, you bum Sosall buck, we might just go shoot up a club That shit aint gon cost but a dub My lawyer gon give me some plug Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab Fuck rehab, fuck rehab, fuck rehab, fuck rehab Fuck rehab, fuck rehab, fuck rehab, fuck rehab Fuck rehab, fuck rehab, fuck rehab, fuck rehab

Phew I Know, I know, I know, I know, I know I know, I know I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I know Niggas looking for me, Im somewhere smoking on dope Instead of looking for me, you need to look for your hoe Brought the bank out with me nigga, Wells Fargo Glod all up, pull up in a Gallardo I know, I know, boy, I know, I know, boy, I know Is it because my ice just bling like me and I know I know, I know, I know, I know, boy, I know Cause Im getting gwop they dont like me and I know Im finna buy me a diablo, sit it on Forgiatos Coolin with my padro, I mean coolin with my vatos Thats what its about though Got a lot of shots though, for a opp though For a opp hoe, she can give me top though Then vamanos, pull off in that rari though Chief Sosa you flexing, bitch, tell me something I dont know I’m freestylin’ though, check my clothes line, I know I know , I know , I know , I know 100 thousand Ben Franklins is the only fucking Gs that I know I know , I know , I know His bitch say she wanna hit the top, bitch, fuck with me you might glo Niggas looking for me, Im somewhere smoking on dope Instead of looking for me, you need to look for your hoe Brought the bank out with me nigga, Wells Fargo Glod all up, pull up in a Gallardo I know, I know, boy, I know, I know, boy, I know Is it because my ice just bling like me and I know I know, I know, I know, I know, boy, I know Cause Im getting gwop they dont like me and I know

Ayy, ayy, nigga Bang nigga, gang Bang nigga, gang Ayy Think Im Wayne You say you wanna fight nigga swing You say you wanna blow pipes nigga bang Im riding in that Fighting Liu Kang Thats why I can fuck your wife and you cant Young Batman, Bruce Wayne Dont make me torch it nigga blue flames In that big body, riding two lanes And Im grindin hard like Im fucking Wayne nigga Like Im Wayne nigga Like Im Wayne nigga, ayy This Back From The Dead 2 this aint Tha Carter 3 You owe me money I want an apology Or I want your fingers so you cannot count to 3 We pullin up in trilogies we poppin 3 Im never studying a nigga no astrology Walk up in the mall like I just hit the lottery And Im still rollin dice, no monopoly I cant be controlled this aint no colosseum Dont fuck with boys this aint no everybody-ology I only speak money, dialectology Im examining money, you broke-a-ology But when we bring these guns up acknowledge these Ayy, ayy, ayy, bang bang You say you wanna fight , nigga swing You say you wanna blow pipes , nigga bang Im riding in that Fighting Liu Kang Thats why I can fuck your wife and you cant Young Batman, Bruce Wayne Dont make me torch it nigga blue flames In that big body, riding two lanes And Im grindin hard like Im fucking Wayne nigga Like Im Wayne nigga Nigga, like Im fucking Wayne Birdman Bitch I got them birds man Automatic 30 Pull up in a clean car, do em dirty Yeah, Sosa Wayne I got Young Money and Mack Maine Pull up in that Cash Money thang Big Tymers blang, blang, blang, blang I be balling like Im Stunna Nigga you be balding like you Stunna , bald head nigga I’m a shotta with some dreads nigga Send bullets like brrrr, Sosa Birdman nigga The man nigga, the man nigga You say you wanna fight, nigga swing You say you wanna blow pipes , nigga bang Im riding in that Fighting Liu Kang Thats why I can fuck your wife and you cant Young Batman, Bruce Wayne Dont make me torch it nigga blue flames In that big body, riding two lanes And Im grindin hard like Im fucking Wayne nigga Like Im Wayne nigga Like Im Wayne nigga, ayy Like Im fucking Wayne nigga Brrrrr, like Im Sosa Birdman Yeah, Sosa Wayne nigga Gang nigga, bang

All I do is grind flip a brick triple profit Hood celebrity hit the block now its on and poppin Time is money so I always work around the clock Watch out for them thirsty hoes plus them crooked cops I be hitting licks, with a project bitch Flipping racks on racks You could call me hood rich True religion jeans, filled up with that cream Shout out to my team, ho we EMG Im getting paid, like everyday All I pay to pop em sipping Hennesy and Alize I be sipping lean like Im from the H Im married to the mob so my money stack like wedding cakes Im tatted up, I be smoking big blunts I prefer the finer things, Im raised out the slum Connected on the map from the Sota to the Chi We eating in this bitch Im bout to go worldwide From the sota to the Chi damn right we eatin Boss Brick and Chief Keef damn right we eatin Breaking down a brick, call it government cheese Breaking down a brick, call it government cheese Lots of clothes and bankrolls so you know Im eatin Im smokin on this dope bitch Im soul seein I got bands in my pocket and I know you see it Rocking a Fendi belt, you get a Fendi beatin Sosa mothafucka bitch Im semi beatin That choppa took yo life and you couldnt see it Ashes on my Trus shit I dont like Had to take em off, and they was all white Shooting pistols we can do that all night We dont talk and we dont fight Reese out the cut shoot your momma up We shootin niggas up they cant get down with us GBE we just signed with Interscope Spend my money on Gucci clothes and penny loafers Its GBE we just signed with Interscope Spend my money on Gucci clothes and penny loafers

Oh shit this nigga trippin Are you ready to put a hole in that motherfucker? Cheeks, got yo Mac on you? Hold up lemme go grab mine Sosa, got yo Mac on you, I know you do Lets go Strapped, so Im acting like a A Hole Tell Reezy Animal I want the same head she gave Tadoe We reckless. What you wanna play for? Got some shooters with me, yea they shoot when I say so Im quick, when that K blow, they hit you then they lay low Quit thinking shit sweet. You a lil nigga to me Lil ass nigga, lil cred on the streets Lil ass clothes with them lil Jesus piece Big ass gun cause I got a lil beef Stealing niggas lives; yea call me a thief Black ball cap with that bright yellow P Posted on the block where them goons and killas be You a killa boy? Yea you really killing me All these fake ass niggas nowhere near real as me Being real aint hard. How hard can it really be? I be killing these niggas. Naw nigga literally Strapped! So im acting like a A Hole Nigga im acting like a A Hole Strapped Im Smoking Tooka! So Im looking like a Asian You wake up turn your swag on I wake up turn my K on Im ruthless Naw baby I aint Babe naw Niggas want gun play? We shootin down playgrounds Move it I say bitch we on that fool shit Who dis? I say nigga we aint cool bitch Make being a profession bringing your career to a toothpick No new shit I just bought a house wit a pool shit Fool shit Im on that, Go get yo bank and groove it I bruise it Beat the pussy up And abuse it A nigga owe me money? Up his ass goes the pool sticks We dos this We got movie clips and news clips Top off the truck fuck all that panoramic roof shit My mood shit I just go by what my fucking mood is Mind steady tellin me to kill him, then I do it My gun shouldve told me something, but I cant accuse it My mind; I lose it. Thats why Im always smokin Tooka Your mind I shoot it thats why i always holding my ruger Im off a flat fuck all that leanin with the toolie Im out west coolin Out west boolin Call up lil Yae Yae Pistols automatic shootin That choppa make em Nae Nae its a automatic move and My auto start Car wit my automatic toolie Nigga pull up On me Its a automatic shooting Strapped! So im acting like a A Hole Nigga im acting like a A Hole Strapped Pussy niggas clear the set, Mac 90s lay em down Take his head off his neck when them bullets flip around If the nigga make me sweat. I gotta put em in the ground All I know is, shoot first and leave the scene on time Dont let me catch you on this side I put them beams in your ride If you aint ridin for the cause Then you dont need to be outside I got a eye for real niggas, bitch im livin like the mob Never had a money problem and if I did then I rob At the top its just us nigga 40 on the side All we do is get loot while you play around All my niggas gone shoot when its going down Take your Monkey ass off the earth bananas all around My PA boys, said he was never found You know I mask up nigga every time Im bout to clown I know yall fed up nigga, cause Im ballin all around Dont get ya head bust nigga, have you leaking on the ground Strapped! So im acting like a A Hole Nigga im acting like a A Hole Strapped Detroit x Chicago

I know why you niggas hate me I know why you niggas hate me I know why you niggas hate I know why you niggas hate me I see them looks behind my back boy why you hate me? Cause I aint do nothin but do me Cause Im a Glo boy and your bitch left you and chose me I know why you niggas hate me I see them looks behind my back boy why you hate me? Cause I aint do nothin but do me Cause Im a Glo boy and your bitch left you and chose me Now I know why you niggas hate me And I ain’t do nothing but doing me Matter fact I know why you hate me Cause I got up and work and you play lazy I gotta go and grind , bitch I gots get mine If that boy don’t grind , then that boy don’t shine Lot of niggas in my ear, do this, do that, can’t tell me shit Get back, Im grown, I ain’t trying hear that, boy who you playin with? Lotta niggas sittin around playin and they ass aint sayin shit If you hatin on that man, you been waitin then Smile in my face, boy with that shit I been seein you sneak dissin me, hatin and shit I know why you niggas hate me I see them looks behind my back boy why you hate me? Cause I aint do nothin but do me Cause Im a Glo boy and your bitch left you and chose me I know why you niggas hate me I see them looks behind my back boy why you hate me? Cause I aint do nothin but do me Cause Im a Glo boy and your bitch left you and chose me I’m smokin on this kush pack I swear last year, I ain’t had shit but how I look now Pour a four and take a look back Posted on OBlock, Front$treet, 300, aint got it, I took that I know why these niggas hate me Cause I don’t fuck with niggas, for a verse, they gotta pay me Why all these niggas tryna do me? Cause I’m a G-L-O-W boy, my life a movie 60 grand in my Robins These niggas ain’t talking no money They talkin that nonsense These fuck boys know how I’m rockin I’m Almighty So, I got as much money as my confidence I know why you niggas hate me I see them looks behind my back boy why you hate me? Cause I aint do nothin but do me Cause Im a Glo boy and your bitch left you and chose me I know why you niggas hate me I see them looks behind my back boy why you hate me? Cause I aint do nothin but do me Cause Im a Glo boy and your bitch left you and chose me

Is it something I gotta know? Baby is it something I gotta know? Is it something I gotta know? Is it something I gotta know? Baby is it something I gotta know? Baby is it something I need to know? Let me know now So you can go now Move the fuck around Dont come back, around Nooooo Is it something I need to know? Is it something I need to know? You know, I need to know I dont mean to treat you though But baby is it something I need to know? She gave me top its that wet pack Whilst smoking on cat pack I dont know about that pack Nigga this is that jetpack You be smoking on wet pack That out the ass crack...pack I be smoking on jet lag Dont think my jet landed yet Steady texting my phone Baby tell me whats wrong? Out the front of my home Baby aint there Im gone Love me cause I got guap Would you like if my hair was gone? Would you like me if my hair was shorter Or if my hair was long? Is it something I gotta know? Baby is it something I gotta know? Is it something I gotta know? Is it something I gotta know? Baby is it something I gotta know? Baby is it something I need to know? Let me know now So you can go now Move the fuck around Dont come back, around Nooooo Is it something I need to know? Is it something I need to know? You know, I need to know I dont mean to treat you though But baby is it something I need to know? Know, ay, know I want you to know this Know You can tell me any day You know, you know where I am I only got, I got thots I just wanna know Keep keep it real with them you know I know you wanna chill later Just keep it real with a nigga though you know? Would you love me if my hair was gone? If my hair was short or if my hair was long? Would you love me if I didnt have the throne? Would you love me if I didnt have a song? If I didnt have mills would you still chill? Would you still be cool as fuck like a windmill And if I got locked up would you write to me everyday? And if I was in the army would you Skype me every day? Is it something I gotta know? Baby is it something I gotta know? Is it something I gotta know? Is it something I gotta know? Baby is it something I gotta know? Baby is it something I need to know? Let me know now So you can go now Move the fuck around Dont come back, around Nooooo Is it something I need to know? Is it something I need to know? You know, I need to know I dont mean to treat you though But baby is it something I need to know?

Ooh, filthy Ayy, damn that shit fu, ayy Damn that shit fu, ayy, ayy Goddamn, that shit fu, ayy Damn that shit fu, ayy, ayy Ayy, damn that shit fu, ayy Damn that shit fu, ayy, ayy Let me find out you fu Im blamming at you I be with them ani-mammals And shells came with them, ayy, hand them to you I looked at your shoes, like, Damn, that shit fu, ayy, ayy, ayy Just looked at your jewels, like, Damn, that shit fu, ayy, ayy You said that them Trues, but that dont look true, ayy, ayy, ayy You said them new shoes, but them dont look new, ayy, ayy, ayy You said thats your bitch, but that bitch look fu, ayy, ayy, ayy Her bottoms not red, they really are blue, ayy, ayy, ayy Monkey see, monkey do, really Abu? Ayy, ayy Im blessed, eating a lot of food, Beni-hachoos, ayy, ayy, ayy Niggas be talking, they plenty statues, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Tryna be like my gun, when did I shoot? Ayy, ayy Ayy, damn that shit fu, ayy Damn that shit fu, ayy, ayy Goddamn, that shit fu, ayy Damn that shit fu, ayy, ayy Ayy, damn that shit fu, ayy Damn that shit fu, ayy, ayy Let me find out you fu Im blamming at you I be with them ani-mammals And shells came with them, ayy, hand them to you I looked at your shoes, like, Damn, that shit fu, ayy, ayy, ayy Just looked at your jewels, like, Damn, that shit fu, ayy, ayy You fu, your squad fu, Im not fu, ayy Told that bitch, F you, you too fu, you not cute, ayy, hold that shit Im gonna do what I got do, ayy, who told you that shit? Not fu, I swear you been lied to, ayy This a Hermes, not no Ferragamo, hate that shit Got no child support for my baby mama, take that shit, ayy I swear I walk into money, need to rake that shit, ayy Your jewelry dont look like mine, you need to weigh that shit, ayy Ayy, or send Johnny Dang that shit, ayy I dont wanna F you, give me brain, thats it, ayy, ayy I gave you liquor, blame that shit, ayy, ayy If you fu, then hang that shit, ayy Im speeding, Im Sosa Andretti These niggas, they really do hate me Cause I get fetti, ride Bimmers and Bentleys Fuck niggas act like they dont hear me That bitch fu, I told that bitch Bitches is gon do what bitches do, ayy, hold that shit He wanna know when he gon get back his boo, I dont know that shit Holding on my .40 like its booze, bitch, I tote that shit Say thats a leather, that shit fu I spent two thousand up on a leather, feel like moose, ayy, ayy I got thirty in my Beretta, Ima spray it like moose, ayy, ayy Shoot everything from A-Z, I am Papoose, hey, ayy Ayy, damn that shit fu, ayy Damn that shit fu, ayy, ayy Goddamn, that shit fu, ayy Damn that shit fu, ayy, ayy Ayy, damn that shit fu, ayy Damn that shit fu, ayy, ayy Let me find out you fu Im blamming at you I be with them ani-mammals And shells came with them, ayy, hand them to you I looked at your shoes, like, Damn, that shit fu, ayy, ayy, ayy Just looked at your jewels, like, Damn, that shit fu, ayy, ayy

Man you know we rockin man, like cut off stocking keep kush in our pockets All designer man, get yall grind up man Niggas talkin bout fifteenth hundred on Instagram Get yall bands up man, niggas broke, die Y nigga Know how we rockin Glo Gang nigga, gang, aint none of that squad You know how we comin nigga, this our summer nigga Kush to face, thats the antidote Cops pull us over, dont panic hoe, aye Hey, hittin home runs just like Sammy Sosa Im smokin dope, you smokin cantaloupe You smokin watermelon, you smoke fruit pack Where they do that at Bitch I smoke the best O-G My breitling better than your Rollie Who you?,aye I dont know you! Glock on me, turn your ass to tofu Turn your ass to Thai food Do a drive-by by you Hit you aye, guarantee wont miss you Boy I know your mommas gonna miss you And kiss you, give her a tissue Time to pull up on the opps get our pistols Niggas too old, I swear these niggas too grown Im too young, with all this money What the fuck Imma do with all this money?, aye Imma spend it then get it back, aye Imma spend it, just make niggas mad, aye Imma spend it, I aint gon ride in Jags, aye Imma spend it on a fuckin M-5, M-6 Aye, aye and a Rari Aye, aye, pull up, pull off sorry Aint no talkin Aye, you knew that the coppers lurkin They lookin for Almighty Cuz they see me in that tall body Ridin round look like Yao Ming Its a bird, its a plane, its almighty Money in my right and left and back pocket, aye Aye all these bitches polly pocket Aye, all they want is all me pockets Aye, I just told them thottie stop it Aye, I just told them thottie pop it Aye, You gotta little butt Can you turn it up? You got some lips, what can you do with them? Can you handle this pipe?, aye Girl it probably change your life Im rollin off a flat too Bitch you know what a flat do We gonna fuck all night We gonna bust all night Glowin hard bitch, I bust all the lights Too cold, I bust all the pipes, aye Like Dro say, when youre right, youre right, aye

Bang, bang, bang Baby, cock the Glock and then I let it spray Bust it out the Chevrolet Goin fishing for your bitch today We drunk in Tampa Bay  And we gon’ hit a lick, we getting rich today I got all these horses, howdy partner Runnin through the crib with a stick like Harry Potter Go ahead run up and we can get it Mary Poppin Since I got guap, these bitches can’t tell me nothin Girl Im numb and I aint feelin nothin Why you got a pistol? You aint killin nothin’ Ring ring, we got the drop, we finna drop every opp Hopped in the ’Rari, and tell that bitch Giddy up And they seen us pull up No we aint slippin’, ra-ra-ra Hit em up Baby, cock the Glock and then I let it spray Bust it out the Chevrolet Goin fishing for your bitch today We drunk in Tampa Bay And we gon’ hit a lick, we getting rich today Ayy, baptized in the Chattahoochee Trailer park coochie, steel-toed Guccis F150, whip it like a hooptie Pull up to the Garth Brooks show for the groupies Shootin ducks, bitch, we dont fuck with ducks, bitch I turned to Tucker and I said Baby, cock the Glock and then I let it spray Bust it out the Chevrolet Goin fishing for your bitch today We drunk in Tampa Bay And we gon hit a lick, we getting rich today

Huh, Lil Purpp Lil Purpp bless yo trap Huh, already know what Im saying I dont know you, you know me, bitch In the club with the heat, bitch Niggas know Im in the street, bitch Thirty niggas and we deep, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch Snuck in the club with the ratchet I got twin Glocks, same daddy Let a pussy nigga have it Im Houdini with the magic Ten toes deep Pussy nigga wanna fight me Backwood looking like a tree Cookies on me, so I reek Ride around pimping hoes, nigga All my hoes got pretty toes, nigga Ruger on me, blow a nose, nigga Lil Purppll take a soul, nigga Bitch, Im me Lil Wayne 03 Michael Jordan 93 Poppin outchea like a creep I dont know you, you know me, bitch In the club with the heat, bitch Niggas know Im in the street, bitch Thirty niggas and we deep, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch Came in with yo ho Came in with a pole Selling cocaine on the road Serving cocaine through the road Ronny J on the beat, bitch Im still balling like the Heat, bitch Put a nigga in a seat, bitch Make a mute nigga speak, bitch I came in with two hoes Bitch, I snuck the pole Bitch, Im in the club Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah I dont know you, you know me, bitch In the club with the heat, bitch Niggas know Im in the street, bitch Thirty niggas and we deep, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch Vegetarian to the beef, bitch Yo Gotti, I do street shit Yo Gotti, I do elite shit Versace flops in my suite, bitch Balenciaga on my feet, woo Blue Ferrari, drop the top, coupe Red Ferrari, drop the top, ooh I be still on the block, hoo Got the lean and the purple, bitch I got straps like Im Urkel, bitch Throw that ass in a circle, bitch Mixed a Xan with a Percocet Hermès belt with the Gucci set Fiji diamonds, yeah, they VVS Pharmaceutical, Im CVS I dont know these niggas, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch In the club with the heat, bitch Niggas know Im in the street, bitch 30 niggas and we deep, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch Im such a player with a bow tie Foe nem with me for the long ride Yo bitch pull up on me like roadside And make it very scary like Poltergeist 48 what Im gon smoke tonight They like Chief Sosa, could you lower the price? Gamble with your life, nigga, roll the dice All this bread, had to get a slice Bitch, Im greedy, I started off humble Nigga, you can get yo ass dropped like a sunroof Feds tryna solve a young nigga like a puzzle Cause it can go pop and it wont be a bubble Fuck changin my identity, I wouldnt be in trouble Got the blickies on us, then it wouldnt be a tussle Big bread on me and its ready to crumble Shorties hop out dressed up like plumbers I dont know you, you know me, bitch In the club with the heat, bitch Niggas know Im in the street, bitch Thirty niggas and we deep, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch I dont know you, you know me, bitch

Chief Keef Sosa Youngest rich nigga I know Runnin through a hallway What we do? fuck nigga wassup Its dope Glo boy , Glo boy wassup!, I been with it since jump street Right when we was sellin D, OBlock, right there on Front Street Baby, ayy You drunk bitch, 300 wassup!, why this bitch dont want me I just had a six some, Holiday, them hoes was actin country Glo boy, I been with it since jump street Right when we was sellin D, right there on Front Street , ayy You drunk bitch, what bitch dont want me? I just had a six some, them hoes was acting country Thats ugly cause that bitch say she love me Cause I dont like the textin, I dont want no company I dick her down she like Sosa you druggie Told all her friends now them hoes wanna fuck me Aye, aye Im bankroll shawty I got so much money, I bought a bitch to match my Rari, Sosa Im cant go shawty A nigga try to rob me hell be brains blown shawty, oh I got 2 Glocks .40s They both got 30s in it Run up then you shot shawty, oh And all I ride is Raris But I just bought a Bimmer truck Im sittin on some Forgis I got the set with me This shit aint Aquafina but I got get-wet with me Bitch I got what you need Is you gone suck my dick? And if youre not you gotta leave Cause Im a cash cow Bitch I be high off the earth, she hit my weed, she passed out Ima laugh now, I know this bitch, I told you bitch cant stand me, sit yo ass down Glo boy, I been with it since jump street Right when we was sellin D, right there on Front Street You drunk bitch, what bitch dont want me? I just had a six some, them hoes was actin country Thats ugly cause that bitch say she love me Cause I dont like the texting, I dont want no company I dick her down she like Sosa you druggie Told all her friends now them hoes wanna fuck me

Sosa baby, you know Im rocking, baby G.B.E., Oblock Bang, bang Nigga, Im 3Hunna bang Im cooling wit my youngins And what we smoke one hunna But, nigga, Im three hunna Click-clack, pow, now he runnin Dont be fucking wit my youngins Them niggas be drumming They take ya ass down, shit, we need them bricks or something Keep this shit one hunna I keep this shit 3Hunna I pull up in that Audi You pull up in that Honda A fuck nigga dont wanna be it I like my bitch conceited Im Sosa, bitch, Chief Keef, yeah My gun dont make me beat it Im coolin wit my young niggas A lot of kush, a lot of guns, nigga You see us, you better run, nigga Bullets hot like the sun, nigga She like, Sosa, Im a big fan Bitch, Im leanin like a kickstand Im high, Im smoking ganja Fuck a Tooka gang, bitch, Im 3Hunna Im cooling wit my youngins And what we smoke one hunna But, nigga, Im three hunna Click-clack, pow, now he runnin Dont be fucking wit my youngins Them niggas be drumming They take ya ass down, shit, we need them bricks or something Keep this shit one hunna I keep this shit three hunna I pull up in that Audi You pull up in that Honda A fuck nigga dont want that gunplay Set him up, have him dead by Monday Kush blunts in the ashtray We gettin cash and we get that shit the fast way I keep that shit 3Hunna SOD and Yung Munna A fuck nigga dont wanna try me Im on the highway, twenty pounds of irene She like Soulja Boy, ya icy Standing in the club in my white tee A fuck nigga dont wanna fight me Ill grab that AK and aim it at his mouthpiece Im cooling wit my youngins And what we smoke one hunna But, nigga, Im 3Hunna Click-clack, pow, now he runnin Dont be fucking wit my youngins Them niggas be drumming They take ya ass down, shit, we need them bricks or something Keep this shit one hunna I keep this shit three hunna I pull up in that Audi You pull up in that Honda

Ayy, ayy Im with my crew them my loose screws, ayy And no we dont pack no deuce deuce, ayy Got 4 Os with bout two two, ayy At yo nose and yo too-too Smokin on a big blunt of TuTu, uh When you snooze thats when you lose, uh What you do thats what you knew How you move just like voodoo I ride down and I hop out, ayy Got ambulance and the cops out, ayy And cause my mans bought the Glocks out, ayy Cause yo mans want to talk now I was smokin dope with the pole on my own With them racks in my pocket, all that I know Let a fuck nigga try me, blow him and I quote Cant come through boy without no chain, adios Glock 18 come through wrestling like oh no Rhino Cant trust no thot, they be done stole all my clothes And I got my pole, act like it slow, watch I blow He can act like he bout it whole time, I know You wearin Fucci, my life Gucci, I get coochie, ayy I got my .30, Ima squeeze it at your tooty, ayy I got my toolie and my Gooey and my Lucys, ayy My niggas Looney they like Louie, clip like movies, ayy Im with my goonies and we ridin, spot em, got em, ayy All these niggas steady talkin bout they savage, ayy And all these bitches steady talkin bout they love me, ayy Got a millennium in the torch, they look like cousins, ayy She gon do my chores if I fuck her, ayy But I was always told to never trust her, ayy Keep my pole with me and always bust it, ayy Never know wholl try yo ass in public, ayy Im with my crew them my loose screws, ayy And no we dont pack no deuce deuce, ayy Got 4 Os with bout two two, ayy At yo nose and yo too-too Smokin on a big blunt of TuTu, uh When you snooze thats when you lose, uh What you do thats what you knew How you move just like voodoo Smokin on a big ass blunt of Aiki pack doe By any means gotta get that dough, ayy Now, I got my pole tucked, ayy Come through makin it cold in the summer, ayy Fuck niggas know us, know I got my north pole, bitch, Sosa santa, ayy Call Johnny Dang up, he put ice on a young black nigga Willy Wonka, ayy SRT Charger or I might get a lil top in the Tonka And I got my .40, got 50 fuckin 4 0s in his stomach, ayy Thats 50 shots up in the clip, ayy For all of those who aint know how Im rockin, ayy You know how Im rockin, cut off stockins, ayy Keep kush up in my pocket with my Glocky, ayy I done named my choppa Juelz Santana, ayy Dont make me put this choppa to yo bandana, ayy Its me and my jewelry, Im anti security Guns sing like Whitney, Know karate like Bruce Lee Choppin shit like Jet Li, kickin ass like Jackie Chan Ridin in a Bentley, smokin on some Pakistan Ice come from antartica, these niggas on some froggy stuff Im on my bartender shit, 30 shots comin up I swear when I walk in the shit, people start walkin up Got niggas in Nigeria and they totin choppas boy Go pick you a casket boy Go buy you a doctor boy Go buy you a choppa boy Go buy you some shottas boy See you we gone shoot you boy You make it hallelujah boy And I aint gon do it boy You know how much my shoes lil boy Thats right, thats right Got my gun Ima need a tevlon I might need god goin against these devils I think I won, Im a need a medal, ayy Im the one that I want Then I went in with my gun, ayy Im a sin with my gun and say amen with my gun Im goin too crazy Pistol on my hip, thats my new baby This money in my pocket, thats my boo baby Ice up on my neck dancin voodoo baby So much ice on, I caught the flu baby Im TTU I, been cool lately You got plenty Trues, them hoes fugazy, ayy Cat in the hat, doctor Seuss baby, ayy Ayy, ight

Sosa baby Spread the word, OBlock, 300 Ha, beep, beep I dont wanna hear your mouth cause my money talkin He say he ballin, but he walkin You know Sosa ride foreign I be high when Im tourin I be full of ignorance Word around, you niggas borin I got stacks and you boys know it Dont make Chief Sosa blow it Spread the word, Sosa getting that money Spread the word, Glory Boyz we run it Spread the word, OBlock, 300 Spread the word, Glory Boyz or nothin Spread the word, yeah, Im countin them Gs Spread the word, niggas rack no cheese Spread the word, everybody know me Spread the word, everybody know me He say he ballin, he thought he was But that shit go the other way, Smoke la la la That bitch got dumb head, its like da da da Like Oochie say, dissin us then my boys lettin Uzis spray Foreign cars, your life aint worth shit, but a Milky Way OBlock, bitch, spread the word, we killin shit like zo pound, bitch Ima star, but I got shooters that will kick ya door down, bitch Slow down, bitch, them 300 killers who I roll round with Lil Mouse, he say dont get smoked, well I say dont get blown down, bitch Hold up, hold up, bitch, we some shooters Well stick you up, bitch, we the Glory Boyz We at your head like crew cuts, bitch, you done screwed up God, yous a broke boy, bitch, you need a tune up I dont wanna hear your mouth cause my money talkin He say he ballin, but he walkin You know Sosa ride foreign I be high when Im tourin I be full of ignorance Word around, you niggas borin I got stacks and you boys know it Dont make Chief Sosa blow it Spread the word, Sosa getting that money Spread the word, Glory Boyz we run it Spread the word, OBlock, 300 Spread the word, Glory Boyz or nothin Spread the word, yeah, Im countin them Gs Spread the word, niggas rack no cheese Spread the word, everybody know me Spread the word, everybody know me Them bulls gone bring them lions out, they gon rip a lining out Dont make me bring my lions out, kidnap you, cant find you now Sosa, bitch, Im shinin now, I got plenty diamonds now I got plenty money now, clear the crowd, 100 rounds God damn, Im all stuntin now, disrespect Ill hunt you down Bitch I roll with 300 for them I will gun you down Got this all from nothin now, Chief Sosa off somethin now All these bitches on me now cause I got plenty money now Ballout, roll out, rolled up, filled with Doja Told yall bout crackin cards, need to get ya moves up Sosa, bitch, I moved up, this money wont lose up Spread the word, Im sacked up, smooth dollars, screwed up I dont wanna hear your mouth cause my money talkin He say he ballin, but he walkin You know Sosa ride foreign I be high when Im tourin I be full of ignorance Word around, you niggas borin I got stacks and you boys know it Dont make Chief Sosa blow it Spread the word, Sosa getting that money Spread the word, Glory Boyz we run it Spread the word, OBlock, 300 Spread the word, Glory Boyz or nothin Spread the word, yeah, Im countin them Gs Spread the word, niggas rack no cheese Spread the word, everybody know me Spread the word, everybody know me

Hit a nigga up I dont give a fuck Imma smoke tooka til I lose it Hit a nigga with this mothafuckin Uzi Leave a nigga mothafuckin clueless Take a Swisher blunt and I fill it up I cant hear the noise cause thats how I do it Smoking sticky weed cause thats how I grew it Four wheel drive nigga how I flew it Up this choppa then hit you up Then pick you up that bitch lift you up I dropped some racks and I picked it up Ballin, take the ball and kick it up Pull on your block with a lot of guns Let off a lot of shots now its red nigga Aint no yellow tape its red nigga Still watching out for the feds nigga Hit a nigga up I dont give a fuck Ill do drugs til Im dead nigga Middle fingers nigga no lead nigga Then get shots to the head nigga Come through spark when I can nigga Start running hope yo pussy ass gets winded nigga Theres a gun tucked in my unders and up this bitch thunder Ima chase your ass while you running Smoking sticky pack stinky onion I come though and Im stunting Im always fresh like Im going to a luncheon Spent twenty bands today, got twenty bands this morning Im in London with Kanye and we smoking on that chronic For him throw your ass in a lake These bullets have your pussy ass running I wonder, I wonder why these fuck niggas be stunting Death row you aint even gotta play I know your pussy ass watching Hit a nigga up I dont give a fuck Imma smoke tooka til I lose it Hit a nigga with this mothafuckin Uzi Leave a nigga mothafuckin clueless Take a Swisher blunt and fill it up I cant hear the noise cause thats how I do it Smoking sticky weed cause thats how I grew it Four wheel drive nigga how I flew it Up this choppa then hit you up Then pick you up that bitch lift you up I dropped some racks and I picked it up Ballin, take the ball and kick it up Pull on your block with a lot of guns Let off a lot of shots now its red nigga Aint no yellow tape its red nigga Still watching out for the feds nigga Lil Fufu ass where they do that at Where who be at where you be at Pull up on a nigga block where foolie at Catch your ass nigga where your toolie at Im high bitch like Cooly ass You aint making no hits yo bootie ass Come through with my guns and they loonie ass Shooting at any nigga goofy ass My cuckoo ass came through with a mac My Zoes come through and put a tool on your ass You got a lil dash, I got two in the dash Rich fuck nigga gon lose his gas Got my jewels in the coup and the goo with the loop We be the goo when the goo in the bag Moving the crews and Im moving the loot Whip pistols, catch you, its a trap Never like it nigga know how I move With tools a gang a crew and goo Running them hoes get it back them Rolls I loop I loop I loop I loop I dont give a fuck I run my shooters They shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot R.I.P BL double O D soo woo, soo woo, soo woo, soo woo Hit a nigga up I dont give a fuck Imma smoke tooka til I lose it Hit a nigga with this mothafuckin Uzi Leave a nigga mothafuckin clueless Take a Swisher blunt and fill it up I cant hear the noise cause thats how I do it Smoking sticky weed cause thats how I grew it Four wheel drive nigga how I flew it Up this choppa then hit you up Then pick you up that bitch lift you up I dropped some racks and I picked it up Ballin, take the ball and kick it up Pull on your block with a lot of guns Let off a lot of shots now its red nigga Aint no yellow tape its red nigga Still watching out for the feds nigga

You know, Sosa This Hoodrich been on these motherfuckin rats Its about that cheese, they wanna get a little closer You know, stop fuckin with that nigga Jack ass rats, you see this big money, we gettin that huh Yall bitches salty as a motherfucker Yeah Yeah, I get gwop now that bitch remember me I send shots now them niggas hearin me Step out the cut smokin like a chimney I got all these racks on me now she feelin me She salty, she salty She salty, she salty She salty, she salty She salty, she salty 100 thousand for my car keys, million dollar house keys She only wanna top me, cause her boyfriend not me Im smokin on broccoli, cause its healthy for me Plus Im gettin a lot of money, I aint never hungry Guns like Black Ops 3 if a nigga try to rob me If a nigga try to rob, he gon be salty Guns sprayin like Oil Sheen Hollows get a nigga off me Make me feel like Pac with me, all eyes on me Hoes mouth drop when I ride pass cause my truck cost a lam See this ice on my wrist and never when the lights go off like damn Ballin so damn so hard I tried to slam dunk and I broke the rim Coughin so damn hard put 3 grams in a blunt then I broke it down Like lemme get high please, get the fuck off me Now Im Almighty and I know you feel salty Now I only speak gwopanese, play that bitch like the lottery You can act like you aint salty, that shit dont bother me Yeah, I get gwop now that bitch remember me I send shots now them niggas hearin me Step out the cut smokin like a chimney I got all these racks on me now she feelin me She salty, she salty She salty, she salty She salty, she salty She salty, she salty I got all this cash, that bitch is salty Slow down, my real bitches out there Real bitches holdin nigga down from day one Respect that

Hurt I done fell in love I done fell in love I done fell in love with the dope game With the dope game With the dope game In the trap house whippin up a whole key Turn two thang to a four piece Niggas say they got shooters, well show me Got shooters on a squad like Kobe In my left pocket, bout a whole thang This aint rap money this off cocaine I done fell in love with the dope game I done fell in love with the dope game Mansion trapping fuck abandon Baby dont you see my wrist how its dancin They like damn Chief Sosa, why you flexin? Cause I member all the times I aint had shit Remember pullin up, Volvo, posted on FrontStreet sellin coco Bitch I smoke dope, I dont snort dope Bitch I sell coke, I dont snort coke I aint give no fuck if I was trappin Pull up on a opp block and get to clappin Couple bands on my clothes and my MAC-10 Im a shoot a muthafucka through this fashion In the trap house whippin up a whole key Turn two thang to a four piece Niggas say they got shooters, well show me Got shooters on a squad like Kobe In my left pocket, bout a whole thang This aint rap money this off cocaine I done fell in love with the dope game I done fell in love with the dope game In the trap house whippin all this cocaine Hit the lean man up I need two thangs So bossed up bitches tie my shoe strings Who is you? I cant serve you, you lookin too strange Call up Lil Moochie like to shoot thangs 40 cal kickin bullets just like Liu Kang Niggas gettin young money call em Mack Maine Watch this choppa flip some cars while Im shootin Frontstreet 061 thats my domain Member posted on the block with three dope names Sellin all the fiends while Im toting I aint give a fuck long as the money comin in In the trap house whippin up a whole key Turn two thang to a four piece Niggas say they got shooters, well show me Got shooters on a squad like Kobe In my left pocket, bout a whole thang This aint rap money this off cocaine I done fell in love with the dope game I done fell in love with the dope game

Ayy, ayy, gang, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, bang nigga, gang nigga, Blood Gang Since Ive been eating, now I like a bunch of food Who the fuck is you? I dont run with you I run with the Glo , I run with the crew I run with the gang , I run with some shooters Rollin in that stupid This big ass gun Im toting this bitch stupid Counting rolls holy this shit stupid I dont believe in cupid that shit stupid Im blood gang, bitch Im booling, bitch Im booling Fuck with the crips, we cooling, bitch we cooling Nigga dont slip, you lose it then you lose it You aint got your toolie, then your dumb ass stupid Shawty Lo I pull up in that Foolish You know how we roll, know how that we maneuver I got some top like adios I got to get this mula Racks up in my ugly trus Ive been doing this shit since Buddha Since Ive been eating, now I like a bunch of food Who the fuck is you? I dont run with you I run with the Glo , I run with the crew I run with the gang , I run with some shooters Rollin in that stupid This big ass gun Im toting this bitch stupid Counting rolls holy this shit stupid I dont believe in cupid that shit stupid Fifteen hundred for these shoes and that shit stupid I dont even know the name of them but I just do it Nike She dont give me brain then she maneuver Merge the other way to the left like Beyonce I aint got to say this twice this aint no delay Doing one eighty up on the fucking freeway Put my CD in put myself on replay I can cut my dreads and sell them on Ebay Since Ive been eating, now I like a bunch of food Who the fuck is you? I dont run with you I run with the Glo , I run with the crew I run with the gang , I run with some shooters Rollin in that stupid This big ass gun Im toting this bitch stupid Counting rolls holy this shit stupid I dont believe in cupid that shit stupid

In Raris all the time Cause I just wanna shine And be a young nigga getting cake It aint my fault she calls me all the time When I be on the grind and all these niggas want to hate She ask why Im in Raris all the time, cause I just want to shine And be a young nigga getting cake Im on a roll, just so you know Bitch Im from the O, I can never sell my soul Im just on a money roll, till theres no more But I cant never go, I just got to see that dough I be grinding from sun high, to sun low Chillin with my bros making music, smoking dope We be touring fucking hoes bitch we them Glory Boyz Its me and Fredo and you know we got bank rolls Pull up, kill the parking lot in foreign drops Ima cop a four door Porsche and Im dropping the top Show no love for a thot, her eyes locked on my watch Guaranteed to get this gwop bitch, I cant drop from the top Call up Dro, man I need some dope I need a bank roll; a bank roll that cant fold You know Ima smoke this dope till theres no more Call up the dopeand tell em we need some more Now lets hit the studio, its me and Tadoe And you now we got them hoes, got them hoes, box of rainbows We be in the trap a lot, fucking foreign thots I got a foreign watch and I got a foreign car It aint my fault this money on my line and she call me all the time She say she dont wanna wait She ask why I ignore her all the time Cause I be on the grind I gotta get this cake for Kay Kay

Niggas gon get it ASAP poppin, nigga Rocky, nigga, ayy Bang, bang, bang Nigga, where my money? Need it A$AP Rocky, ayy And we got them pistols, get it ASAP poppin, ayy Nigga want beef, then its A$AP Rocky, ayy Pull up on em, shh, get to ASAP sparkin Nigga, we can do this ASAP doggy Pull up on your ass with this ASAP doggy, ayy I remember selling A$AP Rocky, ayy Now I be getting ASAP guapy, ayy Shawty wanna top me , A$AP Rocky And she from Hawaii, we just started talkin But I dont give a fuck , back to the money Walked up in the bank, walk out laughin, its funny I remember sell to junkies, now Im gettin Rocky A$AP Rocky, pull up on em, get it poppin This bitch pull up on me, treat my dick like Kawasaki Cause I be counting guapy and ballin is my hobby Runnin round the lobby, ASAP Rocky Pullin all the thotties, the thotties with the bodies Genius, got gold teeth, white diamonds, A$AP Rocky I be gettin money, remember running from the squally Nigga, where my money? Need it A$AP Rocky, ayy And we got them pistols, get it ASAP poppin, ayy Nigga want beef, then its A$AP Rocky, ayy Pull up on em, shh, get to ASAP sparkin Nigga, we can do this ASAP doggy Pull up on your ass with this ASAP doggy, ayy I remember selling A$AP Rocky, ayy Now I be getting ASAP guapy, ayy I be bout my pesos, A$AP Rocky, ayy Nigga wanna send shots, niggas SWAT me, nigga Got my gun, got bullets for everybody Ayy, and we can do this A$AP Rocky We can do this A$AP Ferg Nigga I got ASAP birds I aint talkin bricks, Im talking Lugers If you want it, I pull up, do you the worst What you want? I got it, pull up on the curb Street slanging, straight birds, so absurd You missed yourself, and if you pussy youll get stirred Pistols bangin, we dont talk, we gon skrrt Nigga, where my money? Need it A$AP Rocky, ayy And we got them pistols, get it ASAP poppin, ayy Nigga want beef, then its A$AP Rocky, ayy Pull up on em, shh, get to ASAP sparkin Nigga, we can do this ASAP doggy Pull up on your ass with this ASAP doggy, ayy I remember selling A$AP Rocky, ayy Now I be getting ASAP guapy, ayy

Suckas All hail the Almighty S.O And all hail the Almighty Scream nigga Respect that Cdai, what up sucka? Chi-Town whats up? Sosa, baby Midwest whats up? Sosa baby Know how Im rocking, baby GBE, baby They like Sosa where you been at sucka? I been buying guns for this shit, ya sucka I’ma up this motherfucker like get back sucka I’m gon shoot yo fucking ass, you aint no damn cat sucka DJ Scream nigga, the king on this bitch take shit in the streets The legendary, nigga The Almighty S.O Ayo, Chief Keef shit on these bitches Cdai, what up sucka? Sosa, baby DJ turn the motherfucking volume up Know how Im rocking, baby GBE, baby Bang They like Sosa where you been at sucka? I been buying guns for this shit, ya sucka I’ma up this motherfucker like get back sucka I’m gon shoot yo fucking ass, you aint no damn cat sucka You ain’t no damn Casper Shooters pull up on yo block and aim them hammers at ya Them 4-5 shells gon damage ya With this 4-5 ain’t no jamming up Suckas, suckas, suckas, suckas You know I aint going lika a sucka motherfucker Nina blow a nigga down I named her Wonder Woman She gon hold my weight, got so much money on me Like fuck em, fuck em, fuck em Niggas talking that shit about Chief Sosa then fuck em fuck em Got this 50 on me, it’s so big I can’t even tuck em Let a nigga run up on me, I’m so thirsty to bust him Like baka, like baka, like baka That motherfucker is a mother sucker Cdai got 22 shots but he from 6hunnid You ain’t getting gwop stop instagraming that lil money, sucka Got a AK with a knife on it, sucka You a brick we put yo life on it, sucka Got a AK with a knife on it, sucka You a brick we put yo life on it, sucka They like Sosa where you been at sucka? I been buying guns for this shit, ya sucka I’ma up this motherfucker like get back sucka I’m gon shoot yo fucking ass, you aint no damn cat sucka You ain’t no damn Casper Shooters pull up on yo block and aim them hammers at ya Them 4-5 shells gon damage ya With this 4-5 ain’t no jamming up Suckas Sucka The police grab D-Block ask us what we know? Nothing Yall ain’t shooting guns man stop it cuss Don’t make me send that 22 shot Glock at ya Cdai where you been at sucka? I’ve been up on OBlock but bitch I’m from 6Hunna Catch his ass, that’s his ass Smoke his ass just like some ganja Dumb fuck shouldve ran but his ass wanna run up I aint playin, just sayin, got Ks in the van And his mans, leave em layin, on the ground where he stand On my mans, I put 15 on a nigga head Smokin on a thoink this gas Just kill a fuck nigga, real fast They like Sosa where you been at sucka? I been buying guns for this shit, ya sucka I’ma up this motherfucker like get back sucka I’m gon shoot yo fucking ass, you aint no damn cat sucka You ain’t no damn Casper Shooters pull up on yo block and aim them hammers at ya Them 4-5 shells gon damage ya With this 4-5 ain’t no jammin up Suckas suckas

Astronaut GBE, Freebandz My nigga Chief Chyeah, chyeah Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke No flexin, dawg It aint no flexin, dawg Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke See, I be high as I wanna be Dont smoke that bubbly I smoke that kush, dawg And I smoke so lovely Your bitch all under me She wanna suck on me She wanna fuck with me But I sting like a bumblebee See, Im in my Burberry, in my pockets a couple Gs Allergic to fake shit, get that shit the fuck from me Im allergic to fake niggas, get them boys away from me Them boys be hatin me But them boys wont play with me 300 agency , no, we not make believe We go all day with heat D. Rose, we spray these peeps But D. Rose from 600, D. Rose will flip somethin My bitches, my whips foreign And all I know get money Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke No flexin, dawg It aint no flexin, dawg Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke, but that aint no damn joke They might kick a damn door, you run and you get smoked Just like a damn Newport, shots travel like passports I smoke kush and pop corks, I smoke kush and pop corks All my niggas shottas, send you to the doctor If you talkin crazy then you gon meet my thumper Your girl she a runner, she give me head then Im done with her She only on me cause commas come Big gun on me when the drama come Flexin, finessin, you know I keep weapons Kill you in a second , you know I am reckless Flexin, finessin , you know I keep weapons Kill you in a second , you know I am reckless, Im gone Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke No flexin, dawg It aint no flexin, dawg Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke Some of my niggas dead and broke, we rob we raise hell, ho These niggas dont play with me, we come through, we uppin heat You play, you get third degree, Im fly as a magazine These angels cant fuck with me, man, I smoke til Im off my feet Checks come through urgently, SD, bitch, order me She gon want fuck with me after she see my squad of three Bitch, Im no athlete, but I score like Im Dominique Excuse me, bitch, pardon me Hope that you dont step on my sneaks We blowin urgently, man, my niggas do burglaries We eat bon-appetit, we show no casualty Bullets do surgery, man, I cant promise dead peeps Pockets is fat as Gleesh, savage, we run the streets Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke No flexin, dawg It aint no flexin, dawg Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Some of my niggas dead broke Theyll leave your ass dead broke

Jpense aux prochains rappeurs que jvais graille en featuring Jpense aux prochains négros que jvais combattre sur le ring Jpense aux prochaines shegueysses que jvais quèn au bord du lit Tu veux un feat ? Suce ma bite, jte lâche mes urines Jpense aux prochains rappeurs que jvais graille en featuring Jpense aux prochains négros que jvais combattre sur le ring Jpense aux prochaines shegueysses que jvais quèn au bord du lit Tu veux un feat ? Suce ma bite, jte lâche mes urines Jsuis pas dans leur game de merde, que des girouettes, rien quils se la pètent Font les blindés dans leurs clips mais on sait très bien quils ont aucun pes Aucune bitch, aucun euro, aucune beuh, aucune go Ils smettent tous à trapper comme moi, à prendre des prots, à mettre des bobs Mais ils auront jamais le flow du dur-Gra, validé par les taulards et les soldats Ta meuf crie tellement Sheguey que quand tu la baises, elle pense à moi Quand elle me voit, elle smet des doigts, jrentre dans sa chatte comme un cheval de Troie Quand jen ai marre, jappelle Felom, Nyda histoire quon la baise à trois Ouais négro, jdis que dla merde, nique sa mère, vas-y bouge la tête Fume de lherbe, vas-y pousse les pecs, ouais négro, vas-y pousse les pecs Jramène le meilleur MC dChicago histoire quon les mette à terre Beuh, zèb, cess, euro, règlements dcompte aux armes des pays de lEst Jpense aux prochains rappeurs que jvais graille en featuring Jpense aux prochains négros que jvais combattre sur le ring Jpense aux prochaines shegueysses que jvais quèn au bord du lit Tu veux un feat ? Suce ma bite, jte lâche mes urines Jpense aux prochains rappeurs que jvais graille en featuring Jpense aux prochains négros que jvais combattre sur le ring Jpense aux prochaines shegueysses que jvais quèn au bord du lit Tu veux un feat ? Suce ma bite, jte lâche mes urines Sosa Baby! Heat on my lap, passenger seat, Box of Swishers Sweats Fuck a body a week ago, boy get killed this week You a killer yeah yeah yeah you be killing me He got 10 bands for 8 bars, yeah I’m Tennessee Knock knock on my door, who that? Grab the pole and finna see Got the juice like Juicy J, got 8 balls like MJG Got 30 up in my Nina baby, show a nigga how a Nina feelin maybe Like: Why you be plottin on killin baby? Where I come from lot of killing, maybe Jpense aux prochains rappeurs que jvais graille en featuring Jpense aux prochains négros que jvais combattre sur le ring Jpense aux prochaines shegueysses que jvais quèn au bord du lit Tu veux un feat ? Suce ma bite, jte lâche mes urines Jpense aux prochains rappeurs que jvais graille en featuring Jpense aux prochains négros que jvais combattre sur le ring Jpense aux prochaines shegueysses que jvais quèn au bord du lit Tu veux un feat ? Suce ma bite, jte lâche mes urines

Either way, either way Either way, either way Either way, either way Either way, either way Ace Bankz on the track Either way bitch Im that nigga Either way Im countin figures Either way Im with my fuckin niggas And either way well fuckin get ya Either way Im gon get cake Either way Im gon get laid Either way Im a fuck yo bae Either way shell know my face And I gotta get this money either way Gotta get this money either way Got them bitches comin either way, ayy And this money comin either way, ayy And I money hungry either way Dreads low, you cant see my face, ayy Eyes low, I cant see the place, ayy Im smokin dope, I cant feel my face That was gon happen either way Im gon let that semi spray A fuck nigga in my way and thats either way Im ridin Bentleys MIA My chopper Kimmy K, I nicknamed her Kimmy Karday Just bought some semis today My ning ding went MIA Either way bitch Im that nigga Either way Im countin figures Either way Im with my fuckin niggas And either way well fuckin get ya Either way Im gon get cake Either way Im gon get laid Either way Im a fuck yo bae Either way shell know my face And I gotta get this money either way I remember sellin coke now I get booked for shows ‘Member some lil thots but my phone full of those And a lot of guns bitch my home full of those Either way, you can get 8 shots out this Ruger nose, ayy She wanna come to my house, Im like girl no clothes, ayy She only smell my guap, Im like girl yo nose, ayy Bitch what you talkin bout, Im into it with O-we You dont give me top Im into it with you You feel me? Smokin on this loud, you smell me You aint smokin loud, thats filthy Told my lean-man to double seal me I take clean money and Im filthy Either way bitch Im that nigga Either way Im countin figures Either way Im with my fuckin niggas And either way well fuckin get ya Either way Im gon get cake Either way Im gon get laid Either way Im a fuck yo bae Either way shell know my face And I gotta get this money either way Ace Bankz on the track

Chopsquad Man Im woke off the xans These niggas sleep off the xans These niggas cant take xans man Im on three xans man, Im up man, turnt up man I just bought a chain cause Im glorious She can get the thing cause shes glorious Pull up in that thing it look gorgeous Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt I just bought a chain cause Im glorious She can get the thing cause shes glorious Pull up in that thing it look gorgeous Im in California, plates say Florida But im from Chiraq, Its no order Coming out here its like you trying to cross the border You better have your weapon and your badge We gon put them choppas on yo ass Stop playin all them games yo lil kiddie ass And just maintain yo lil bitty ass Im humble with my choppa Ima spit it fast Niggas on that snake shit I dont get it man Sold my S-R-T it cost 50 man Check out my watch bitch its 50 bands Sit and watch me buy it if I fit it man How Im always gloing you just dont get it man I name my pistol, pistons; Detroit, Michigan Got some thick hoes in Detroit, Michigan And steady blowing Os bitch, Im Michelin Point at your ass, shoot, aint missing shit I just bought a chain cause Im glorious She can get the thing cause shes glorious Pull up in that thing, it look gorgeous Im in California, plates say Florida But Im from Chiraq, Its no order Coming out here its like you trying to cross the border You better have your weapon and your badge Well put them choppas on yo ass We going to put them choppas on yo ass You gon need a doctor for yo ass You gon need a helicopter for yo ass Them choppas spitting real fucking fast And that car driving, real fucking fast I almost crashed Smoking this fucking dope man And I got it from my dope man You smoking on that ass pack, lil nigga Im smoking on that gas bag, lil nigga And I get cash sack lil nigga Racks on racks on racks, racks lil Nigga I just bought a chain cause Im glorious She can get the thing cause shes glorious Pull up in that thing it look gorgeous Im in California, plates say Florida But im from Chiraq, Its no order Coming out here its like you trying to cross the border You better have your weapon and your badge We gon put them choppas on yo ass

I’m bout my scrilla, smoking on killer I say that bitch already know Im that nigga I hang with killers, her ass a killer And she gone wanna go cause Im that nigga These tracks I kill em, these racks I spend em I make it rain on them cause Im that nigga Say Im that nigga, say Im that nigga I make it rain on them cause I that nigga Im with my killers, smoke with killer I made it rain on em on her cause Im that nigga OBlock afila, aint it nigga As long Im on bitch we is them niggas 300 nigga, dont make them kill ya Put your hands up if you hang with killers You got that scrilla, you sold vanilla And never snitched up on one of your niggas See Im that nigga, she want that nigga Catch me on the block with them Normal killers Im for realer, no Im for realer Dont sneak diss us or we gon come and kill yah I’m bout my scrilla, smoking on killer I say that bitch already know Im that nigga I hang with killers, her ass a killer And she gone wanna go cause Im that nigga These tracks I kill em, these racks I spend em I make it rain on them cause Im that nigga Say Im that nigga, say Im that nigga I make it rain on them cause I that nigga We hit yo thot, she on my cock She suck me the next day she suck my block Cause we on top and we wont stop Everything I put out be hot like the block Used to have rocks, in my socks But now I got over a million bucks Cause on that stuff, they say yeah its nothing I spend a lotta bands, bitch and its nothing Ménage à trois, bitch and its nothing See she go suck me then here come the other one Aye Ballout, go get the auto And toast his little ass like he was Aiki I’m bout my scrilla, smoking on killer I say that bitch already know Im that nigga I hang with killers, her ass a killer And she gone wanna go cause Im that nigga These tracks I kill em, these racks I spend em I make it rain on them cause Im that nigga Say Im that nigga, say Im that nigga I make it rain on them cause I that nigga

Banger You know I got that banger on me You know Im a gangster homie You steal from us we cut off niggas fingers I gots to keep this banger with me This drum hold a hundred fifty Hoppin out big bands and pistols, hanging Red diamonds, blue diamonds, white diamonds My crew shinin Dope money, gold diggers, I dont like her but she so fine Beat the lining up out the pussy That nigga might just try to eat the liner Stand behind me cause Im the finest Gucci Mane niggas say your highness Ball out like George Gervin Im a real killer but a good person Aint no turf it aint your turf Got a watch look just like a starburst Everybody start running Its a outburst at my concert And my converse and my converter cant converse with no fucks worth Banger You know I got that banger on me You know Im a gangster homie You steal from us we cut off niggas fingers I gots to keep this banger with me This drum hold a hundred fifty Hoppin out big bands and pistols, hanging Banger You know I got that banger on me You know Im a gangster homie You steal from us we cut off niggas fingers I gots to keep this banger with me This drum hold a hundred fifty Hoppin out big bands and pistols, hanging Gangbanger banger and dro slanger I got cash up out the anus You want beef go buy a angus Pistol speak another language This nigga the lamest lamest Goofiest, remained a stain Glock on me I bang it bang it In my trunk its wangin wangin Stankin stankin Dont want your crew its stanky stanky Take a hundred jab all white then I sling it sling it My D line I named it Brandon Im a gangbanger not a witness aint got no statements One in the head, its off safety So let a nigga try to play me GTA me, Saints Row his ass pistols get to spraying, banging Banger You know I got that banger on me You know Im a gangster homie You steal from us we cut off niggas fingers I gots to keep this banger with me This drum hold a hundred fifty Hoppin out big bands and pistols, hanging Banger You know I got that banger on me You know Im a gangster homie You steal from us we cut off niggas fingers I gots to keep this banger with me This drum hold a hundred fifty Hoppin out big bands and pistols, hanging Banger You know I got that banger on me You know Im a gangster homie You steal from us we cut off niggas fingers I gots to keep this banger with me This drum hold a hundred fifty Hoppin out big bands and pistols, hanging

Young Chop on the beat I be smoking on a lot of killa BandKamp Bang, bang, bang And all I hang with is killas Bang, bang, bang, bang Yeah I be smoking on a lot of killa And all I hang with is killas So please dont disrespect my niggas Cause we gon squeeze a lot of fucking triggers Dont disrespect my niggas Dont disrespect my niggas Dont disrespect my niggas Dont disrespect my niggas Dont disrespect my niggas Dont disrespect my niggas Dont disrespect my niggas Dont disrespect my niggas I be smoking on a lot of killa And all I hang with is killas We apeshit, bitch we go gorillas Smoking loud, bitch I call it thriller Bitch, I got a lot of fucking thots OTF we got a lot of fucking blocks Sosa came from bottom to the top Made man, so please dont get shot Please dont disrespect my niggas Shoot the bullets out this LA Clipper Don’t tip bitches, we some fucking bullet tippers Pill poppin, fuck around and shoot a nigga I be smoking on a lot of killa And all I hang with is killas So please dont disrespect my niggas Cause we gon squeeze a lot of fucking triggers Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont trip I got a lot of niggas Dont disrespect cause guns come and get ya I play to win bitch Im up for next These niggas fake aint, no U and S We on top but aint no ho in us He playing both sides, he better get it up My niggas, they was wildin, they dont give a fuck We gang bangin, wildin, throwing sets up We play for keeps a nigga dont get wet up Beam some shit, aim at your neck up Im rollin in this kush, it keep me starstruck GBE, 3Hunnid, bitch, dont try us I be smoking on a lot of killa And all I hang with is killas So please dont disrespect my niggas Cause we gon squeeze a lot of fucking triggers Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas Dont disrespect, my niggas

So they callin me a legend off a..., six years of work So I guess in another six years , Id be a god to you niggas Yeah, Im a god to you niggas, man Feed me grapes and shit Hahahaha This is Bang 2 right here Sosa what up, nigga? Bang nigga Bang nigga Chi-Town whats up? I got two chains on, I got two thangs on me Shawty gave me head like she got two brains on her Cant wear these trues no more, bitch I got food stains on em This nigga say he dont like me, this bitch got who ringtone I got Play-Doh, I dont play though And I just smoked earth boy, not no mango And right now, I like Beamer trucks not no Range Rovers On my way to pick up 50 thousand, but the bank closed What you say hoe, I got a K hoe Shoot a nigga dead, then go smoke my brains out I don’t wife no bitch, I aint got no main hoe Iont fuck with niggas, I see haters, Maino Ben Franklins hang on, checkout my bankroll I aint answer my FaceTime, so this bitch try to tango And I know that Im a rapper, I still got them thangs on me Spilled a drink on me, I slapped her cause I had to change clothes Here the cops comin Had to smoke a nigga cause he a lame, Im not one Why you think I bought this double trigger? Ima spark somethin Tadoe off that molly, tryna pop somethin Try to take my jewelry, youll get shot up I got two chains on, I got two thangs on me Shawty gave me head like she got two brains on her Cant wear these trues no more, bitch I got food stains on em This nigga say he dont like me, this bitch got who ringtone I got Play-Doh, I dont play though And I just smoked earth boy, not no mango And right now, I like Beamer trucks not no Range Rovers On my way to pick up 50 thousand, but the bank closed

I remember when the big homies used to shit on me Pull up in that mothafucka with the sticks on us Cash fallin out my pants cause it sticks on me Hand me the repellent cause this nigga bitch only Remember when I got OGd by the OGs Nigga, you can stop actin like you know me If I fuck a nigga bitch, Ima do it lowkey Pullin out big bucks cause Im So Tree Im checkin the mail, Im weighin the scale, Im buyin the bail Smokin on dope til my mind is dull Nigga like me gon find a way Jeans like this, you only find in Paris Me and cash got some kind of marriage I got too many diamond pendants All this ice, Im divin in it Brand new truck, Im ridin in it Meeting gang Im slidin in it LVs all on my denim Wrist got big diamonds in em Shades got them Ms on em Pockets got them bands on em .40 got a fan on it Accounts, I put bands on it Payed 6 bands for this Fendi I get jiggy I get jiggy Up this .223, I dont trust you, yall look iffy I got a 100 in this choppa since its just 2, yall get 50 Dream chasing like Meek Milly Ridin with a 50 up yo city, lets get it I remember when the big homies used to shit on me Pull up in that mothafucka with the sticks, homie Cash fallin out my pants cause the stick on me Hand me the repellent cause this nigga bitch on me Remember when I got OGd by the OGs Nigga, you can stop actin like you know me If I fuck a nigga bitch, Ima do it lowkey Pullin out big bucks cause Im So Tree Slick Im tryna get 20 bathrooms Need a beach house down in Cancun I got a view of the stars and the moon All this marble on the ground, grab a broom Outside white, red seats in the coupe Cameras all around it, I can see what you do 24s on it, I can ride through the snow Cops on my ass, now Im ridin real slow Got one cousin missin, all he know is sell dope He dont even care about the tourin and the shows He dont even wanna fuck the bitches and the hoes Every time I visit, he in the kitchen with the stove I remember when the big homies used to shit on me Pull up in that mothafucka with the sticks, homie Cash fallin out my pants cause the stick on me Hand me the repellent cause this nigga bitch on me Remember when I got OGd by the OGs Nigga, you can stop actin like you know me If I fuck a nigga bitch, Ima do it lowkey Pullin out big bucks cause Im So Tree

Condo on fire Aint nun Hatin on us Gettin money Riding in the lamb chief Sosa the boss I be stunting like my mama, riding real foreign They be like do you know Chief Otto, yeah he get it on Big ass choppa, he be gettin borin Call desperado, he gone come and join Im a south side , nothing 60s ass nigga I can buy you and have you taking out the trash nigga Like ding dong ditch my name be ringing bells nigga Click Clack size you up measurement we scale niggas Money machine go beep like a smoke alarm Bitch this aint Luther King march aint no holding arms Im the type of nigga that smoke in the race when I was told to run Give your ass a head start Ill catch up you far You wanna see this shit in 3D how Im stuntin A whole lot of bands my conjunction function I dont need 2 cups I just need 1 Pull up on you like the end of the song, boy you about to be done Im a money getter your bitch is a pussy popper Shes like an old movie that I didnt have time to watch Act like you wanna box, get put in a box Puts some wings on that bitch and send that bitch very far Nigga yous a Dory, yous a Nemo Look in the Chiraq dictionary if you dont know my lingo All I know is fffddd beep when the millions call my number bingo I got enough shots to shoot a Quentin Tarantino Im stunting like my granddaddy nothing like my papa She says that shes a Libra, she aint nothing like my mama Vote Chief So for president, he aint nothing like Obama He raising welfare and he giving out money Im stunting with the cash, old bitches mad Gucci on my back, Louis on my ass You stunting like your dad? Shit I aint have one You say that you want some glo then nigga come and buy one Take this money test and ace it, nigga thats the basics Thats just like asking Neo the damn man from Matrix Im the hero to the cash aint gotta cape it When you getting money you aint gotta take it Fonem strip yo ass now run the streets naked bitch Serve ya up, what you want to eat for breakfast bitch Sell it upside down, I was just checking Cut the hair off his bitch head and mail it to his residence I was stunting like my watch, stunting like my jewelry Stunting like my coat, stunting like my shoes Im a stunt devil, Ghost Rider Wrap a nigga how you wrap a bow tie How I do this shit? Off the top of the head Youd think Im balancing something on top of my head Could do tricks, call em Globetrotters Drive my own shit, dont need no co-pilot

Ballin like Im Michael, cause Sosa from Chiraq Keep that GG and that rifle, that chopper from Iraq BSG, we 3Hunna, we be thuggin, peep my tats You be fuckin with them ho niggas, get blown off the map Beep, bang, bang-bang FTR shit nigga GBE shit nigga Chiraq to Clipsburg Sosa in this bitch Ayy I be shinin, cause all my diamonds, I spent a dub on I got plenty Louis and Fendi, yo bitch she love it My lil niggas hot sauce, they knock ya top off Indicted for sellin out my house and doin drop-offs I get so high, swear I be so high I feel like Top Dog Im from 300, OBlock, you a real nigga, knock-off Glock .40, clip hold fifty, boy, dont shot down That MAC hold a hunnid shots, dont get shot down in yo town I make it rain 100s and 50s, on all these stripper hoes No feelings, but Im addicted to all these stripper hoes My shooters, tote Ks and Rugers, look like a gun show Talk outside of yo mouth, boy you gone get gunned down Hittin licks and movin bricks, Im servin all the white folks Shawty wanna fuck with me, she heard that I might blow Ballin like Im Michael, shinin like some white gold Got some hittas in the midst, loadin up them rifles Go, go, she heard that I might blow Go, go, Im ballin like Im Michael Go, go, Im shinin like some white gold Go, go, they loadin up them rifles This .40 I keep it on me, like its OE She on me, she wanna fuck me, but she dont know me Its Drama, Im bout that drama, I do the troopin Im ballin, bitch Im ballin, but I aint hoopin My dawg gone, my cuz doin 1-5, we bout that shootin We winnin, aint no prentendin, you niggas losin He tryin me, somebody found em, with his eyes shut You bitch niggas try and diss niggas, youll get lined up Foreign, my gun is foreign, these Guccis foreign GG, through the GG, boo and its borin Strip club I threw bout ten up, I had it pourin Homis, bitch add the bodies, my niggas scorin Hittin licks and movin bricks, Im servin all the white folks Shawty wanna fuck with me, she heard that I might blow Ballin like Im Michael, shinin like some white gold Got some hittas in the midst, loadin up them rifles Go, go, she heard that I might blow Go, go, Im ballin like Im Michael Go, go, Im shinin like some white gold Go, go, they loadin up them rifles

Young Chop on the beat Sosa baby, you know Im rockin baby GBE, Oblock, bang bang Nigga Im three hunna, bang Im cooling wit my youngins And what we smoke one hunna But nigga Im three hunna Click clack pow, now he running Dont be fuckin wit my youngins Them niggas be drumming They take ya ass down Shit we need them bricks or something Keep this shit one hunna I keep this shit three hunna I pull up in that Audi You pull up in that Honda A fuck nigga dont wanna be it No, no, I like my bitch conceited Im Sosa, bitch Chief Keef, yeah My gun, dont make me beat it Im cooling wit my young niggas A lot of kush, a lot of guns nigga You see you us you better run nigga Bullets hot like the sun nigga She like Sosa, Im a big fan Bitch Im leaning like a kickstand Im high, Im smoking ganja Fuck a Tooka gang bitch, Im 3hunna Im cooling wit my youngins And what we smoke one hunna But nigga Im three hunna Click clack pow, now he running Dont be fuckin wit my youngins Them niggas be drumming They take ya ass down Shit we need them bricks or something Keep this shit one hunna I keep this shit three hunna I pull up in that Audi You pull up in that Honda My dog died, they put him in a plastic bag We bout that all black so miss me with yo battle raps Driving a Bentley through the battle field Got more money than my haters, how them niggas feel? Slide when you rep that other side I swear to god its like my.45 just come to life Gamble in Vegas, I know the Maloofs They took him for questions, he told them the truth Duck taping your clique, so show me the loot Im smoking the shit my nigga be growing for Snoop We got the hood locked worth a 100 mill Need 250 more, Double M this shit for real Im cooling wit my youngins And what we smoke one hunna But nigga Im three hunna Click clack pow, now he running Dont be fuckin wit my youngins Them niggas be drumming They take ya ass down Shit we need them bricks or something Keep this shit one hunna I keep this shit three hunna I pull up in that Audi You pull up in that Honda

Sosa, baby No, I cant calm down, bitch Im too turnt up Judge gon give me life, foe nem Murders Sittin at a red light, pourin this purp up See the LVs on my boxers, while Im liftin my shirt up Cops tryna search us, hoes tryna twerk us Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose Got spice like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox Niggas be really knowin, bitches be really goin Look up and the ceilin gone, that ass Im feelin on Gimme a Christina Milian, I could pop me a wheelie on Bout to go get some more chains, like I aint got enough jewelry on Went to the trap last night, and I looked up it was dawn Got a U-Haul backin in, with equipment & more laundry You know we aint really for none, all I know is get paper I know killas, and they owe me big favors Bitches XO me like Weeknd, Im somewhere out eating Stay yo ass in 2 feet, or go yo ass on the deep end Someone hand me an ashtray, thats my boys who passed away Keep my mouth laminated, til the day Im eliminated No I cant calm down, bitch Im too turnt up Judge gon give me life, foe nem Murders Sittin at a red light, pourin this purp up See the LVs on my boxers, while Im liftin my shirt up Cops tryna search us, hoes tryna twerk us Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose Got spice like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox Whats yo address nigga? Where you live at nigga? We aint tryna hear that nigga, you know Im a real ass nigga Know I gotta get cash nigga, you know I want it real bad, nigga My young niggas run down on you, treat you like a lil ass nigga Bitches see the ice, they see the cars, they see the bands they in the mood They get in, into the spot, thats where the cars gon take us to I need top, I told them bitches that like it was breaking news And you know I be about my chicken, bitch no Ramen noodles Jail cell not even bigger than my pantry We cant leave no trace I guess them gloves come in handy Its lovely now, bitches be loving me now, aye Had the bitch suckin me up, she might end up shutting me down aye No I cant calm down, bitch Im too turnt up Judge gon give me life, foe nem Murders Sittin at a red light, pourin this purp up See the LVs on my boxers, while Im liftin my shirt up Cops tryna search us, hoes tryna twerk us Walk in with all this ice, did it on purpose Got spice like red hot, need to keep ya tail tucked Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox

He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was Im Blood Money from FrontStreet and I run shit Got a .50 Cal, Ill dump shit and Ill pump shit Got a dope line and a coke line and they dumb rich Got young niggas, they dread heads and they dumb rich Got a bad bitch she from outta town, she dumb thick And I fuck with her cause she dont hit my line with that dumb shit And when I call her shell hit the block, she dump shit She bring the bread, she come back and then count it right She know the type, I dont fuck around with that appetite Got a bad bitch with long hair, she from Agatite I love that cause she fuck me up and she suck it right Like Fat Gleesh, I fuck that and then I cuff that These niggas mad cause Im success and they suspect Im a ride down with that cannon out and Ima rush that My shit showing, got a white T, dont tuck that Bitch, who the fuck want war, ride down Im on FrontStreet with them cannons out and Ill spaz out You kill mine, Ima kill yours, I spaz out Im a ride out to your hideout and Ima spaz out Im a ride out to your hideout and let them guys out They gon hit the block with them .40 Cal, we gon fry it out We potato niggas, yall bitch niggas, yall fries out Better watch out bitch, Ima das- dash out Got twenty thou in my pocket finna spend that on a outfit Im dumb rich, got a gun with two hundred shots in it Got a Audi truck and a beamer truck, nigga, no its not rented Pair of Robin jeans with them rubies on them with a lot of knots in em Got two phantoms, two mansions, lot of thots in em Got trap spots with big guap, but no Im not in em These hoes looking for a baby, nigga, I dont let a drop hit em Who the fuck want war, Blood Money got a lot of shots with him And a lot of guns with him Kill a lot of opps with it He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, Im smoking drugs Im in the club, I spend a dub Then get it back, its just like that Chief Sosa flex, get hit with that TEC Got a hundred shots, fifty shots in this Glock Boy, dont get popped, Tadoe got that mop We sweep you up, scoop up your bitch Im gon fuck her because I am rich Hit Johnny Dang, 20K for my chain 20K for my ring, 20K for my thing 100K for my car, I dont pay for no thot I dont pay for no top, Chief Sosa got guap Spent thirty in Saks just the other day And that was on the squad, everyone but me And thats Glo Gang, niggas know what we bang Niggas know where we hang, niggas know we keep things She wanna fuck, she thought she was I only want top, cause Im thottied up She wanna get in the club, be V.I.P.d up She thought she was, you off these drugs? You wanna hug? Wanna suck my nuts? Wanna tote my guns? Wanna blow my gun? Is you gon hit or is you gon miss, little bitch? Cause I cant fuck with no nothin ass bitch, little bitch He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was, he thought he was He thought he was

Aye Chief Sosa man, Almighty Sosa nigga, Big Gucci Sosa nigga Aye, rest in peace Big Glo, rest in peace Lil Moe Free Wop, free Slick nigga aye, gang gang nigga Know how we rockin Now we bang bang nigga, fuck you talkin bout? aye aye Niggas swear they comin, we aint comin What the fuck you thought my nigga We rockin and we rollin and We pumpin up and we dont pop out nigga Pop out with Glocks out nigga Skoodooskoo nigga, dududu nigga Bang nigga, aye aye aye 3 double O nigga , 6 double O nigga Rest in peace real Lil Steve nigga, aye Fuck with yall niggas, I just Free Rose nigga Finna aye aye aye I just hit a lick, Im finna take a trip Might go to China , with a lotta grip Grip up on my hip , Imma let it rip And my pocket money , Im professor built Blood gang, I fuck with crips , nigga Im fuckin deep Glo Gang , nigga we the fuckin shit Im high bitch , Im smokin They play me on your fuckin strip I got a letter, Imma start it off with Dear Come thru in all black White chocolate whistles I got a gun Why the fuck would I call some niggas? A nigga said that he went on Chief Sosa, neva Im a fuckin dog, ruff ruff get em Benihanas, ridin through your block chefin If you gon bring a knife, nigga dont bring not a weapon Im smokin on the skunky and this is smelly Chief Sosa Buddha cuz I got a big old belly She said she want my time, but I cant tell it Its bling blingy , her nigga felt it I swear these niggas always jokin, fuckin Mike Eppin Bitch Im gettin money, how am I jealous? I aint got no jets so I ride first class I swear my fuckin seat turn into a bed The pilot saw my eyes and said they awfully red I told him I get high as you, Im the man I just hit a lick, Im finna take a trip Might go to China , with a lotta grip Grip up on my hip , Imma let it rip And my pocket money , Im professor built Blood gang, I fuck with crips , nigga Im fuckin deep Glo Gang , nigga we the fuckin shit Im high bitch, Im smokin They play me on your fuckin strip I got a letter, Imma start it off with Dear Dear miss, Im that fuckin nigga Hot as ice, I swear that Im so cicle Ruler in that contagious, that sicka Its lookin like a fuckin sticker I caught a stain, he get stepped up With my zos in Miami, flipped up They bring them sticks out and stuck ya You thinkin that you hard, they push ya Im finna take a trip to Russia Just gave 10 thousands to my fuckin mother And 20 to my grandmother I left and told em that I love em Called Kay Kay on the phone she like Hey daddy I like what you doin swear she so happy She want all the clothes She wanna be so swaggy I named my son Your Highness I named my MAC Macky I just hit a lick, Im finna take a trip Might go to China , with a lotta grip Grip up on my hip , Imma let it rip And my pocket money , Im professor built Blood gang, I fuck with crips , nigga Im fuckin deep Glo Gang , nigga we the fuckin shit Im high bitch, Im smokin They play me on your fuckin strip I got a letter, Imma start it off with Dear

Squad I be gettin money I be gettin money, countin so much damn money Gettin money, countin so much damn money Damn money Glo Gang, ridin Forgiatos Glo Gang Its Money Beatz, you dun know I be gettin dough, fuckin all these hoes Then I get to my number, but why you dont call me, though? I say, Bitch, Im in my glory, stuntin on all these hoes Now can I get some head while Im leanin off a four? See, these niggas, they be mad, these hoes glad they saw me, though And we dont do no pass, but Ill pass you in Raris, though See, these bitches they be goin cause I got all the dough I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang, Forgiatos I be gettin money, countin so much damn money Counted up a hunnid fifty thousand last Sunday Then I went to the strip club that Monday Made it rain all night, all I threw was hunnids They like, Ballout, you gettin too much damn money Never too much, I got too much damn money Pulled up on them Forgis, had them hoes going bonkers I dont trust these hoes, I dont fuck on em with no condom I dont trust these hoes, I just fuck em then I dump em Leanin off this Act, got people talkin bout my stomach Fresh as hell, make a hood bitch straight vomit Still in the hood ridin Forgiatos, bitch, stuntin I be gettin dough, fuckin all these hoes Then I get to my number, but why you dont call me, though? I say, Bitch, Im in my glory, stuntin on all these hoes Now can I get some head while Im leanin off a four? See, these niggas, they be mad, these hoes glad they saw me, though And we dont do no pass, but Ill pass you in Raris, though See, these bitches they be goin cause I got all the dough I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang, Forgiatos I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang, Forgiatos And, I get so much dough, I got it all, for you, its slow And, you cant get no money, you dark and I do the Glo And, yeah, we cocky, arrogant, Reggie, man, let them hammers spit All these bitches goin, dont want them no mo, aint none to pick Two cell phones, if I had three, promise you, still wont call a bitch All these niggas rappin for outer sky checks, man, thats some shit When Im at the top, we the Glo Gang, let us take on yo bitch And we ride with TECs, MACs, and .30s, FNs, all type of shit Yeah, we cocky, arrogant, Reggie, man, let them hammers spit I be gettin dough, fuckin all these hoes Then I get to my number, but why you dont call me, though? I say, Bitch, Im in my glory, stuntin on all these hoes Now can I get some head while Im leanin off a four? See, these niggas, they be mad, these hoes glad they saw me, though And we dont do no pass, but Ill pass you in Raris, though See, these bitches they be goin cause I got all the dough I pull up in that foreign Beamer gang, Forgiatos

I got 9, stupid 9 on me, got that 9 on me, Romo 9 on me 9 on me 9 on me Got that 9 on me Romo, Tony Romo Romo, Tony Romo 9 on me 9 on me That 9 on me 9 on me Romo, Tony Romo Romo, Tony Romo Ima cowboy, cause i got that 9 on me Tony Romo, grah grah get away from me All my goons like linemen, you cant get no sack from me I took your bitch, I smashed your bitch, left her at the Double Tree They call me Tony Romo, 9 on me, its solo Got goons with me thatll hit your ass up, nigga I aint talking bout no homo Call up mercy for the mojo,yall niggas aint getting no dough Call up the up the plug just for a 3 5, nigga but that whole thing in a relo 9 on me 9 on me 9 on me Got that 9 on me Romo, Tony Romo Romo, Tony Romo 9 on me 9 on me That 9 on me 9 on me Romo, Tony Romo Romo, Tony Romo I got that 9 on me, run up you die homie I just hit a lick, so I got it for the dirt cheap Im in the trap juugin all day, sellin them things They going for 9 homie, I got my 9 on me Migos hit me up and said they need 9 homie Im like thats crazy cause im in the bando now homie In the kitchen cooking chickens, wrapping up pies homie And I got my 9 on me, I got my 9 on me 9 on me 9 on me 9 on me Got that 9 on me Romo, Tony Romo Romo, Tony Romo 9 on me 9 on me That 9 on me 9 on me Romo, Tony Romo Romo, Tony Romo Posted on oblock, I aint worried bout shit I got my 9 And this bitch hold 30 shots, sucker you can I hope I miss Glory gang we V.I.P, my homeboys cant wait in lines Squad tote .223 I tote ning ding And these fuck boys they aint on non Member when I use to trap, now I aint gotta trap nomore I aint even gotta rap, bitch I can die in this trappin game GBE bitch we the squad, I know you wanna get signed with me I just got like 9 a tape, now Im bout to get high right now 9 on me 9 on me 9 on me Got that 9 on me Romo, Tony Romo Romo, Tony Romo 9 on me 9 on me That 9 on me 9 on me Romo, Tony Romo Romo, Tony Romo

Free Fredo, free Mac Free all my guys man Sosa Sosa Sosa Sosa Sosa Them bitches screaming out Sosa Who always off the loud? Sosa Shootin niggas down, Sosa Im at the top, you niggas down, catch up Them bitches screaming out Sosa Who always off the loud? Sosa Shootin niggas down, Sosa Im at the top, you niggas down, catch up Who smoking on the loud? Sosa Known all around, Sosa Rob you for your pound, catch up Im on top, you niggas down, catch up Rolling off a three in it I cant lose, Im so used to winning If you deliver bullets, send it We got them beams, shoot that gun, sent itch? Im ridin with my gualla-guallas And we some fucking ballin ballers And campaign Sosa bitch nigga follow Middle fingers to them fucking oppas Them bitches screaming out Sosa Who always off the loud? Sosa Shootin niggas down, Sosa Im at the top, you niggas down, catch up Them bitches screaming out Sosa Who always off the loud? Sosa Shootin niggas down, Sosa Im at the top, you niggas down, catch up Shots fired, nine niggas falling We see an oppa, my lil niggas off him Its not my asthma, kush got me coughing Realnigga.com, bitch nigga login 3Hunna niggas with me and we all smashing Fuck a bitch and get money, I got a passion Its you gon do the team, bitch? I was asking Smoking trees and Im busy lumber jacking Bustin bitches with my gualla-guallas Aint paying no hoes, we some shot-callers Living life like its no tomorrow Everything I do, bitch, I do it for my daughter Them bitches screaming out Sosa Who always off the loud? Sosa Shootin niggas down, Sosa Im at the top, you niggas down, catch up Them bitches screaming out Sosa Who always off the loud? Sosa Shootin niggas down, Sosa Im at the top, you niggas down, catch up

Niggas waiting on me to fumble Niggas waiting on me to fumble Put my head up to the sky Put it in your head then you die It aint a lie Niggas aint want me to... True, true, true True, true, true, true Sosa, baby GBE, baby Glo Gang, baby Blood Gang, baby Situation Gang, baby Get-it Gang, baby Fifth Gang, baby Get-it Gang, baby, baby, baby What would you do if I get in my coupe? What would you do if I win and you lose? What would you do if Im up and you snooze? What would you do? I came through with two tools What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would Jesus do? What would you do? Pull up, they like, Sosa, thats you? Its true And I got on my damn Trues with a few Bands in my pants, these booled up Trued up, glod up, you know it, and poled up So what? Nigga, glo up Get mo bucks, no slow bucks Glo bucks, o bucks Green bucks, blue bucks Come through, Ku Klux What would you do? Uh If I came through with rugers What would you do if I get in my coupe? What would you do if I win and you lose? What would you do if Im up and you snooze? What would you do? I came through with two tools What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would Jesus do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? What would you do? If ya grandma house was a two bedroom What would you do? If you left yo tool and you know you snooze What would you do? If you making big moves and the cops behind you What would you do? Take a step in my shoes, I do not snooze, I do not lose Bitch I got guap, what about her? What about you? What would you do if I have these rolls, throw them at you? Im rolling with my tool in a bad mood, what would you do? Pull up on an opp and let that bitch rip like duruh-duh-duh Scoodah-scoodah-scoo, duruh-duh-duh Scoodah-scoo-scoo, scoodah-duh-duh Scoodah-scoodah-scoo Pull up on an opp and that bitch rip like Duh-duh-duh, duh-duh-duh What would you do if you was still in the hood? Pull up where the guap at, nigga I am about that You aint talking bout that Boy you better get that, before I let six shots At your six pack I been coolin where the guap at, you aint talking bout that Go where ya skies at What would you do? If I came through in a drop top, knock ya top back .

Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids Runnin through the set, runnin up a check, runnin through the bag Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids We dont need no motherfuck money machine We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it In the club, throwin racks and I got swag bustin out the bag Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfuckin Lamb Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids Jumpin on my dick, jumpin on my dick, jumpin on my dick Cause Im countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids We dont need no motherfuckin money machine We like to touch it, touch it, touch it Runnin up the set, throwin up the set, bitches on set Yeah, got bitches in the hallway Dope in the stash, dope in the stash, horse in the back Yeah, that Ferrari just foreplay Nigga put the swag, nigga put the cash, nigga put the bag Yeah, everybody know me, bitch Runnin up a check, runnin up a check Pateks with the tech if a nigga play me, bitch Nigga, go that way, nigga, go that way Bitches come this way, bitches wanna kiss me Turn a freeway to a speedrace Dont be actin shit about the fam Dont be readin shit in Daily Mail I just closed a big deal, lookin through my email Watch this shit sell like Adele, yeah Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids Runnin through the set, runnin up a check, runnin through the bag Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids We dont need no motherfuck money machine We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it In the club, throwin racks and I got swag bustin out the bag Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfuckin Lamb Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids Jumpin on my dick, jumpin on my dick, jumpin on my dick Cause Im countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids We dont need no motherfuckin money machine We like to touch it, touch it, touch it Uh, bought that whip off the show room Yeah, she do the same things them hoes do and that makes her a hoe too Ima bachelor, I aint got no boo, its all be solo and nobu Uh, drunk off the sake and the soju juice, yeah, drop out, pull up in a old school, ooh Drop out but Im pullin drops out, got my cock out like I told you Heard the rumours bout you were so true, you thirsty and you aint got no juice And gettin bread somethin that we toast to Two girls asked me what Im gon do, I said both of you You dont know what we have to go through All my day ones is my go-tos Got my own show just to show you I dont trust you as far as I can throw you Ch-ch-chop it up like Pro Tools White diamonds drippin like 02 Niggas want beef but they tofu They like G.O.O.D. Music, baby, thats a good move Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids Hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnid hunnids Runnin through the set, runnin up a check, runnin through the bag Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids Money in the sack, money in the sky, money in the ceilings Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids We dont need no motherfuck money machine We like to touch it, touch it, touch it, touch it In the club, throwin racks and I got swag bustin out the bag Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids T-Raww pulled up on me in a motherfuckin Lamb Countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids Jumpin on my dick, jumpin on my dick, jumpin on my dick Cause Im countin hunnid, hunnid, hunnid, hunnids We dont need no motherfuckin money machine We like to touch it, touch it, touch it

Flexing, they know flexing Niggas know Im flexing, they know Im flexing Im buying all these clothes cause Im straight finessing Smoking kush blunts and lets start a session End it in a second, its gon get reckless Pop a couple Xs and sip some Texas I just love my money, its straight fuck my exs Smoking turn me up, I hate feeling regular Im thumbing through that check cause Im straight finessing On these hoes Im flexing, they know Im flexing Im flexing on these hoes that thought I was nothing Now that Im something, these hoes coming Im smoking on that Compton, Im holding hundreds Gucci on my face, Louie on my belt Trues and expensive shoes, man I need some help Man, I love my money with her conceited self Im giving flexing classes if you need some help I got it all from nothing, them commas coming If a nigga play, put the choppas on him I got it all from nothing, them commas coming I give a bitch nothing, thats why I love her

Bang , Bang-bang Bang, bang , Bang-bang Huh, Sosa baby Lets get it, ftftft, beep, beep Huh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Bitch, OBlock Bang, bang Well I got bitches on my dick and niggas wanna hate me I do this for the real, bitch, you should appreciate me 24 skates , but Im into speed racin Watch me hop up in my Rari and go sick like a patient For me these bitches waitin , I swear these bitches patient Im not with the waiting , I only want one day And if you aint tryna fuck Then you get spit to the face Pull up by my place and Big Chief Sosa bakin Im ridin Lambos with no license , A lot of bitches no wifin All my niggas triflin , we not with that unite shit We dont carry rifles cause bitch we Black Disciples We just carry 30s and 50s, bullets gon bite you Bitch, you know we stuntin , we be gettin money Hermès 14 hunnit my watch bout 20 of em Bitch, you know we stuntin , we be gettin money Hermès 14 hunnit , my watch bout 20 of em racks

Bang Bang, Bang, Bang It aint my fault this nigga bitch say she in love with me I got Calicoes with extra holes, bitch, dont fuck with me Bitch, Im cooler than a cooler, swear my wrist lovely I dont want her, you can have her, cause that bitch ugly It aint my fault this nigga bitch say she in love with me I got Calicoes with extra holes, bitch, dont fuck with me Bitch, Im cooler than a cooler, swear my wrist lovely I dont want her, you can have her, cause that bitch ugly Get ya bitch off me, my bitch lovely I swear I dont want her cause ya bitch ugly I throw so much money, make that bitch hug me Flexing and finessing, make that bitch mug me Pull up in the parking lot, this shit ugly But Im pretty, bitch, yall saditty The say I got Chicago locked, bitch, this my city And Im a BD from Wiiic City Thousands in my Robin Jeans, it aint nothin That bitch all on me cause she know Im stuntin But that bitch didnt want me when I had nothin But she all up on my dick cause Im spending money It aint my fault this nigga bitch say she in love with me I got Calicoes with extra holes, bitch, dont fuck with me Bitch, Im cooler than a cooler, swear my wrist lovely I dont want her, you can have her, cause that bitch ugly It aint my fault this nigga bitch say she in love with me I got Calicoes with extra holes, bitch, dont fuck with me Bitch, Im cooler than a cooler, swear my wrist lovely I dont want her, you can have her, cause that bitch ugly Me and Sosa doing numbers and we global with this shit SOD, GBE, we taking over with this shit Dont come around me with that flagging cause my niggas with the shits So many Os, man, its ugly in this shits Spend so much money, man, that shit is ugly I be flexin on them hoes but them bitches love me I pull up in that foreign, man, that shit ugly I be flexin so hard, all them bitches on me All this dope boy swag, you know how we do this shit I pull up with True Religion and Im kickin pimpin bitch Yeah Im kicking pimping, just to be specific Me and Sosa got this gold like we win Olympics It aint my fault this nigga bitch say she in love with me I got Calicoes with extra holes, bitch, dont fuck with me Bitch, Im cooler than a cooler, swear my wrist lovely I dont want her, you can have her, cause that bitch ugly It aint my fault this nigga bitch say she in love with me I got Calicoes with extra holes, bitch, dont fuck with me Bitch, Im cooler than a cooler, swear my wrist lovely I dont want her, you can have her, cause that bitch ugly

No I dont Bitch, no I dont Oh wee, its Oh!Zone No I dont ) No I dont No I dont No I dont Do a .30 come in a SR9? No it dont You say your Rollie tick, you lyin, bitch, no it dont You think your car go faster than mine? No it dont They like Sosa you know the time? Bitch, you know I dont No I dont Bitch, no it dont Bitch, no it dont Bitch, no it dont He said when he see me he gon blast, but I know he wont Ill leave him in the past, thats what he want You say you gettin cash, but I know you dont Glo Gang, fuckin on thots, getting gwop thats what we on I aint worried about you bitch, nigga, I got my shooters I pay they ass 5K every Friday, they wont hesitate to shoot you You want knee knee, you want some too, bitch? But I dont eat no sushi I just want to skeet in yo mouth, bitch, eat it like some food please I dont want no coochie, dont make me front my move please You say I act mean, bitch, you know I dont, no we cant go to the movies No I dont know you B, smokin Keisha gettin top by Susie Thats JoJo, that aint no Rollie, thats Chief Keef that aint no Kobe Do a .30 come in a SR9? No it dont You say your Rollie tick, you lyin, bitch, no it dont You think your car go faster than mine? No it dont They like Sosa you know the time? Bitch, you know I dont No I dont Bitch, no it dont Bitch, no it dont Bitch, no it dont

What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? What do you want? I got choppers, I got gwala I got partners, send you to the doctor I got guns, singing like opera And my partners, they got money We aint for nu-uh Fuck ya momma, fuck ya poppa What the fuck you doing, if you aint getting money? Bitch Im 3hunna, my niggas riding And we sliding, bitch we aint hiding I got my pistol, thats my issue My pistol get you, it got that grip too I shoot it at you, them bullets catch you And now youre done, you couldnt wrestle All of these niggas, they pretenders Act like they with you, they out to get you So dont trust them, so dont love them They want your spot, they want your hustle You flex and they want your muscle Rings on all ten hands and they want your knuckle Bitches calling me, they want my time But Im chasing all this money runnin I got choppers, I got gwala I got partners, send you to the doctor I got guns, singing like opera And my partners, they got money We aint for nu-uh Fuck ya momma, fuck ya poppa What the fuck you doing, if you aint getting money? Bitch Im 3hunna, my niggas riding And we sliding, bitch we aint hiding What do you want? Where are you going? What you doing, if you aint getting money? Im smoking ganja, Im counting commas I got my llama, so nigga dont try us Im blasting at you, Im laughing at you Flexing throwing cash up on your bitch And throwing cash up at you I threw some ketchup at you Cause you need to catch up You full of mayonnaise, Ill let Nina red ya You in the red line, thats the dead line You aint got my money on time Then thats your head mon Bumbaclottin, Rasta-rockin Rastafari mothafucka, damn near lion I got choppers, I got gwala I got partners, send you to the doctor I got guns, singing like opera And my partners, they got money We aint for nu-uh Fuck ya momma, fuck ya poppa What the fuck you doing, if you aint getting money? Bitch Im 3hunna, my niggas riding And we sliding, bitch we aint hiding

ProtegeBeatz YearBeatz production, you on the side Since that bitch like emojis, she like to text emojis I sent her a emoji like dont call my phone please! No I dont like Macaroni, no you cant cook it for me That bitch make me wish I never made that song She get the stalking trophy! Balling hard bitch Im Kobe You aint balling hard, I dont know you Damn bitch you nosey, please dont touch my phone please Like sending my hoes emojis Im too high you gone blow me Riding around smoking OG, no I dont fuck with no G Emojis, emojis, the bitch like to text emojis Emojis, emojis, so I sent emojis Emojis, emojis, and now we send emojis Emojis, emojis, now she greets emojis Emojis, emojis, Ima hit her ass emojis Emojis, emojis, I will act like emojis Emojis, emojis, I don’t text her OG’s Emojis, emojis, I just send emojis

Im working on dying Shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo, shoo Oogie Mane, he killed it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy, Brandon, why you do that? Walk through with them knots, yeah, I feel like Cheddar Bob, yeah All my diamonds gloss, all my diamonds, yeah, they glossy Stop talkin , pull up, I make you walk that My diamonds, they gon keep on jumpin I came from the block where you cannot even cross, yeah I aint never had no Santa Claus, yeah They mad cause Im gettin bags I aint even sleep yet, I still got jet lag I aint leave the streets yet, Im still in Philly Eatin filets , with my whole gang Thats it , its time to get rich Its time to get lit, thats it Young Matt is the kid They had to go flip, thats it Heard you drown while Im dripping, thats it Ridin round in birds, we aint whippin, thats it Heard you frown when Im winnin, thats it My lil shawty saw me with the women, dont trip Walk through with them knots, yeah, I feel like Cheddar Bob, yeah All my diamonds gloss, all my diamonds, yeah, they glossy Stop talkin, pull up, I make you want that My diamonds, they gon keep on jumpin I came from the block where you cannot even cross, yeah I aint never had no Santa Claus, yeah They mad cause Im gettin bags I aint even sleep yet, I still got jet lag Im poured up, dope give me a buzz Ho, hold up, light em up like bugs Thats your ho job, get up off my nuts He actin tough, light him up like a club I heard your trap slow, its a lightyear like Buzz Yeah, he a clout daddy, he do shit for the pub I pull up, fly like a bird, kacaw These hoes aint shit , how the fuck he in love? Stop talkin fore we pull up sparkin Your security, they can feel this hot shit Its the Dart gang, boy, dont be a target I be flexin, she wanna meet a spartan Walk through with them knots, yeah, I feel like Cheddar Bob, yeah All my diamonds gloss, all my diamonds, yeah, they glossy Stop talkin, pull up, I make you want that My diamonds, they gon keep on jumpin I came from the block where you cannot even cross, yeah I aint never had no Santa Claus, yeah They mad cause Im gettin bags I aint even sleep yet, I still got jet lag

Young Chop on the beat Bandcamp Im a True Religion fein Bitch, what the fuck you mean? Im a True Religion fein Bitch, what the fuck you mean? Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein I got on True Religion jeans Trick, what the fuck you mean? Suck my True Religion jeans Ive been ballin, bitch, Im Michael Big green, call me Geico Click clack, let him walk like Michael .40s with them bullet, where you life go? True Religion everything Or maybe some Robin jeans I got a True Religion bitch She do this True Religion shit Im a True Religion fein Bitch, what the fuck you mean? Im a True Religion fein Bitch, what the fuck you mean? Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein True Religion fein Iced up with the team Light it up with lean Smoke until I dream Shit aint what it seems You might need some glasses And my niggas restless This shit might get tragic True Religion fein 3 hunnit for pants You dont have a chance Bitch I shop in France Money make her dance Then she fuck my mans Cop the work and bag it Break bread with the clan GBE, big bidness We dont want no witness Move it like its fitness My True section ridiculous Bitch I got that bag Bitch I stay in Trues 2 hunna on shoes My lil niggas rule Im a True Religion fein Bitch, what the fuck you mean? Im a True Religion fein Bitch, what the fuck you mean? Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Bitch, what the fuck you mean? Im a True Religion fein Bitch, what the fuck you mean? Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein Im a True Religion fein

That hoe let me some strange Nice, nice, that shit nice Nice, nice, nice, that bitch be like I just got a new bitch that bitch be nice Yeah, you mean, bitch fuck off be nice Nahh, nahh, gloin up That shit long as hell Nice, nice Nice, nice Nice, nice, nice, I just got a new bitch she nice Shawty got a booty its nice Baby you never seen this much nice shit in your life Bitch everything that I buy nice Im always Gloin like a light You can call me any damn thing but nice I just got a new crib its nice, nice Nice, nice, nice, Im sippin on this dirty sprite I gotta nice gun to take your life Bitch these Balenciagas these aint no Mikes And they nice, nice, nice, I payed 300 twice Im 300 and 300 twice And growin up was nothin nice So I tote pipes, pipes, pipes Fuck with me Ill shoot ya twice And it aint gon be nothin nice We left his ass he wasnt right They say my cup too dirty Im gon die And it aint gon be nothin nice Im goin out with my pipe Havin a shootout with the sprite Nice, nice, nice, I just got a new bitch she nice Shawty got a booty its nice Baby you never seen this much nice shit in your life Bitch everything that I buy nice Im always Gloin like a light You can call me any damn thing but nice I just got a new crib its nice, nice, nice

Get in the car, hittin the dope, gettin the coat, aye, lil nigga, hit the floor Im smokin dope, movin slow, or movin fast, man I dont really know Got a hard head, gettin the Glock, 30 shots, lumberjacks, split it open Get your thot, she is hot, she will not nonstop feelin on me Ridin round us, Its goin down, its goin up, these fuck niggas know whats up Its goin round its goin out, its goin in, goin in to finish up The bands is up, moneys up, bitch is up, nigga put your feelings up This Dillinger hit ya up, up and down, cylinder Bitch came in my mansion, she trippin, she in my pantry I see why she got cavities, she say she want some candy I got dozens of eggs, thats got dozens of yolk, you hear me Come through like its Halloween, sendin eggs all down your chimney I thought it was Christmas, got your mistress wrapped up You think that Im kiddin? round of applause, get clapped up Like I want the roll soo bad, get on the spot and not act up Sosa tsunami jump out on your block now its cracked up Yous a candle, Im a lamp Wheres the cane? Im a pimp Wheres the space? Im claustrophobic Move out the lane cause I am bowlin Dribble dribble, I am ballin Shitty nigga, hes a staller Doggystyle, she bendin over She let me fuck and I didnt even know her Smokin big ass blunts the size of my fist Start runnin, but I have your keys Start drivin, better have your gas Start eatin, better have your teeth 80 inch TV fell on me, I think I got the devil on me But I got the lord on me, fuck these niggas thats bloodin on me When you see me on your TV speek Everytime they see Keef he eatin I treat the hood of my car, like a seat I treat your hood and your block like the sea You think that yous a shark, but yous a goldfish Boy ya ass a parrot, get your nose hit Im somethin like pour some water on a wall switch You think I got halitosis how I talk shit You would think I aint got no car how Im walkin This dog got me livin, I should bark it Get yourself in order and Im on my law shit Ya get it? Law & Order investigatin niggas that talk shit

Ha, its Gucci, burr, go in, Mike WiLL Made It Well, Im blowin kush, endorsin it For those that aint as fortunate I work my fork, I work my wrist Got babies like the orphanage Got cabbage like a cabbage patch Got collard greens and turnips, bitch I turn em in the turnin lane Im always in a foreign whip My trap boomin like Bloomingdales A long line like you at the Ritz Got bank like Lloyd, Yayo like Tony But wont give you 50 cent Red rubies on my Rolex bezel It look like I slit my wrist White diamonds like Im Liberace Bitch, come here and kiss my fist I use Cristal for Listerine I brush my teeth with purp codeine I wash my face with bottled water Drink champagne straight out the bottle All my whips got superchargers All my hoes are supermodels He go hard but I go harder He faker than Harry Potter He try to turn up with two hundred ones Hes makin me laugh I drink my champagne out the bottle, nigga I dont fuck with no glass So many gualas in my pants, nigga Its makin me sag And when I leave up out the lot, nigga Top in the trash So much money in my safe I dont think that I can close it So much money in my jeans I dont think that I can tote it Had a good day And then I went and bought a Rollie Shorty brain me so crazy Had to tell the girl to hold it Got a college girl, just spoken words She think that she a poet When I smash the girl, just spoken words I have to keep her focused Bout to put me out the buildin Cause I got some nosy neighbors Say Im smokin loud and they complainin Bout the noise and fragrance Think Im going through a phase Cause my verses are amazing Think Im walking through a maze When Im walking through the station Drawing pictures with my words While these other niggas tracin Walking back and forth pacing Like my girl gon have a baby When I pull up to the lot, aye All the hoes gon drop, aye Like look at his watch, aye Like look at his car Look at his earrings Look at his his bling bling, aye That nigga stuntin, just damn near killed the scene Make bitches scream and faint, aye I just poured me up a pint of that purple I don’t like red You want to fight bitch, you might be dead, aye Red, white chalk, some niggas in the rear with black hawks Counting so much damn green, hurt my damn thumb I was trying to fucking eat, bit my damn tongue

Part 1Tracklist:1. Laurel Canyon 2. Cappin 3. Unstoppable 4. Superheroes 5. Singing to the Cheese 6. Pick One 7. New School 8. Facts 9. I Just Wanna Know 10. Yes 11. Aint Missing You 12. Millions 13. Go Harder 14. Green LightAlbum Cover:Part 2 Tracklist:1. Pee Peed 2. Wit It 3. Bouncin 4. Charge My Car 5. Get That Sack 6. Irri 7. Racist 8. Gloin 9. That Night 10. Its More 11. OG Fiji 12. Tree TreeBonus Tracks:13. Td 14. Ignorant 15. Told Ya 16. Tooka 17. Real MoneyAlbum Cover:

Climbin up big ass trees Higher than Jack and the Bean Bitch, now Im back poppin beans And I aint mixin that with the Lean She got her mind made up Im gonna hit that now and later Im gettin money now and later Shit aint sweet like now and later I be ridin round my city like Im the mayor Ready to get all that paper I be fuckin on thots like Im a player Thots when I go to sleep and wake up Thot breaker, thot breaker, thot breaker , thot breaker Thot breaker, thot breaker, thot breaker, heart breaker Thot breaker, thot breaker, heart breaker, thot breaker Heart breaker, thot breaker, bitch Im a heart breaker Now and later, your bitch on the table Goin up like elevators, running up escalators Clubbin on big ass trees Higher than Jack and the Bean Bitch, know Im back poppin beans And I aint mixin that with the Lean Cause all I know is go hard, less Tony, more Sosa Pull up on your block like cockadoodledoo and roosta roosta Pulled up on your thot and she like God is that you? And I dont know her But all these bitches love Sosa And they down to hold the toaster Grandma saying now and later Im about 30 thousand dollar loafers Boy, get your bitch, she callin Better catch your bitch, she fallin Had that pussy, yeah, she show me Cause Im Almighty Sosa Kobe She got her mind made up Im gonna hit that now and later Im gettin money now and later Shit aint sweet like now and later I be ridin round my city like Im the mayor Ready to get all that paper I be fuckin on thots like Im a player Thots when I go to sleep and wake up Huh, Bout my paper These bitches keep callin me, Im too busy stackin paper Plus I got a big booty right in-front of me, motherfuckin heartbreaker She ball breaker Phantom droppin she know its Nathan Meet a new bitch on a daily basis, emoji faces Girl, give me that open mouth baby, ooh Ferrari dick drive you crazy, ooh I know that shit sound crazy Im a young nigga, these young bitches pay me I aint payin, for the pussy But Ill put you on retainer She said thats the same thing, I said no it aint I hit it when I want when I come through Roll up a blunt, tell your girlfriends roll up a blunt Yeah, all we do is fuck, yeah, all we do is fuck Few hours later then we wake up and fuck Gotta king me, Cartier rings on my pinky I fuck that bitch like she was Pinky Then Im gettin brain on the plane Jet size with a big flame Hold your horses, we crossin borders Pop a pill, she used to wylin Oh shit, I forgot your name again Was it oh shit? Man I must be drunk again Never sober Like a Kollege kid, Im 24 should be in college, man But Im rich as fuck without a college, man She got her mind made up Im gonna hit that now and later Im gettin money now and later Shit aint sweet like now and later I be ridin round my city like Im the mayor Ready to get all that paper I be fuckin on thots like Im a player Thots when I go to sleep and wake up

Exclusives Hood Rich bitch Pay closer attention Its right here history for the streets DJ Scream, Chief Keef Let a bitch try to play me like GTA Shell be on her way Couldve had cake all over her face Cause I get it like its my birthday Almighty So turn it up Let a bitch try to play me like GTA And shell be on her way Couldve had cake all over her face Couldve had cake all over her face Cause I get it like its my birthday Let a bitch try to play me like GTA And shell be on her way Couldve had cake all over her face Cause I get it like its my birthday Let a nigga try to play me like he want war And he gon be a dumb boy And he gon meet my young boys Comin through like young Rambos Let a bitch try to play me like GTA And shell be on her way Couldve had cake all over her face Cause I get it like its my birthday Let a bitch try to play me like GTA And shell be on her way Couldve had cake all over her face Cause I get it like its my birthday Let a nigga try to play me like he want war And he gon be a dumb boy And he gon meet my young boys Comin through like young Rambos Let a bitch try to play me like GTA And shell be on her way Couldve had cake all over her face Cause I get it like its my birthday Let a nigga try to play me like he want war And he gon be a dumb boy And he gon meet my young boys Coming through like young Rambos

Gwop No Catch up Bang 2 Catch up Bang 2 Skrrt, skrrt I be off the shits, cant shit upset me I come through in my Rari, kickin shit like Jet Li Hop in my Bentley, please do not tempt me Or come through in my Audi, choppin shit like Jet Li She see my neckpiece, now she wanna molest me And Ima let her do it, break a bitch like Jet Li Jet Li, yeah bitch, Jet Li If that bitch dont respect me, I kick that bitch like Jet Li My life a movie, Kung Fu movie Bitch dont wanna do me, I kick that bitch like Bruce Lee Im with Chelsea, smoking on this QP And If she dont do me, I kick that bitch like Bruce Lee She gon regret me, regret that she aint let me Kick that bitch to the curb, to the curb like Jet Li She see my earpiece, my wristpiece, my neckpiece Johnny Dang ice on, he choppin shit like Jet Li I be off the shits, cant shit upset me I come through in my Rari, kicking shit like Jet Li Hop in my Bentley, please do not tempt me Or come through in my Audi, choppin shit like Jet Li She see my neckpiece, now she wanna molest me And Ima let her do it, break a bitch like Jet Li Jet Li, yeah bitch, Jet Li If that bitch dont respect me, I kick that bitch like Jet Li Im in the club, QP of that Cali cookie Im known for doing stunts, bitches think Im Bruce Willis Black Bentley, bought it cause it match my Ken Griffeys And even though Im worth a milli, Gucci still pitchin East Atlanta finest, you can say the 6 in it Bitches stand and applaud, how I talk, nigga So many cars, cant fit all in my garage, nigga This drop-top Rari make me think that Im Chuck Norris, nigga I be off the shits, cant shit upset me I come through in my Rari, kicking shit like Jet Li Hop in my Bentley, please do not tempt me Or come through in my Audi, choppin shit like Jet Li She see my neckpiece, now she wanna molest me And Ima let her do it, break a bitch like Jet Li Jet Li, yeah bitch, Jet Li If that bitch dont respect me, I kick that bitch like Jet Li

Young Chop On The Beat I got love for some designer I-I got love for some designer I got love for some designer I-I got love for some designer My bitch tatted, I call her designer Parallel shit bitch dont get lined up Bitch Im tatted, Im designed up I got love for some designer My bitch tatted I call her designer When I get that check, buy nothing but designer Pop the kush, swisher blunts, roll up designer Shoot his face off, bitch we designer Might be mixed matched but everything designer Drinking Fiji water, I call that designer We them Glory Boyz, bitch we be designer I got love for some designer Parallel shit bitch dont get lined up Ugh, ugh Sosa in his prime, huh Im that nigga, shit you get that all the time huh Yeah, I buy nothing but designer Lotta kush, lotta blunts, Im designer Shoot his face off, Im designer And Im Trued down, but Im designed up Bitch, Im tatted, Im designed up OTF stuff, you know where to find us They be cutting up like designers Off a lot of dope, bitch I be high as fuck I got love for some designer My bitch tatted I call her designer When I get that check, buy nothing but designer Pop the kush, swisher blunts, roll up designer Shoot his face off, bitch we designer Might be mixed matched but everything designer Drinking Fiji water, I call that designer We them Glory Boyz, bitch we be designer Designer, Homicide put me in the line up CMG, they tryna define us Say it stand for Cars, Money, Grinders I-I-Im true to my religion, bitch, so start praying The doors to the trap is open, Amen Me and my nigga Sosa about to start spraying A hundred shots coming out that black van Van, bullets gon design ya Run out with that work we gon come find ya I rock Gucci, Louis, Prada like the song say My money dont fold up, I keep it long ways I got love for some designer My bitch tatted I call her designer When I get that check, buy nothing but designer Pop the kush, swisher blunts, roll up designer Shoot his face off, bitch we designer Might be mixed matched but everything designer Drinking Fiji water, I call that designer We them Glory Boyz, bitch we be designer

DP on the beat She wanna be my thot She wanna wear my watch She wanna live in my house, ayy She wanna be my spouse, huh? Give her this dick, ayy, watch her run Watch him bust his shit, ayy, watch him front Hop in my car, ayy, watch me gun She like being with stars, I know she does I like threesomes, not no one-on-one I got three daughters and one damn son Shawty is a thotty with a body She hop on top and ride me like a Harley She throw it back, Im like, Woah, Kemosabe Got a bunch of bitches in the lobby And they turnt and they off mollies Bitch, this a thotty party, ayy Xans got me lazy, going crazy Flats got me ready but I need to save it Let shit die down, then play it off Im a Glo Boy, fuck your alien, ho She wanna be my thot She wanna wear my watch She wanna live in my house, ayy She wanna be my spouse, huh? Give her this dick, ayy, watch her run Watch him bust his shit, ayy, watch him front Hop in my car, ayy, watch me gun She like being with stars, I know she does

I just put a silencer Almighty On my gun Glo gang Know how we rockin like cut off stockings Keep kush in our pockets Fuck nigga stop it I just put a silencer on my gun Im just like a scavenger on a hunt These hoes dont like a nigga, they like my money These niggas dont like a nigga, they all want somethin Well Ima send my savages on a hunt I had to put a bounty set on my hunt Show no love, that shit get you killed and get you caught Im rollin, Im Almighty Sosa Michelin Rollin like the Michelin Man, with my many men Fuck your petitions man, aye lets get it, man Whats up with Benjamin, thats a nigga friend God came and got me out and let a nigga in I remember pushing white Os like the Michelin Man I remember robbing white folks for they shit lil man I remember totin my pole ready to get your man I remember selling white dough to the piggies man Cause they came to get me, man, at my grandmas house And I let them in but I aint open my mouth They say How I get that? I told on my grandma, I get a damn check Get my damn shit, and I spend it on dope They ask how I sell it, I say I break it up hoe And put it in that fast and then I sell it to those Clucks who come to the back door Tryna get a fix doe, and buy this shit doe I just put a silencer on my gun Im just like a scavenger on a hunt These hoes dont like a nigga, they like my money These niggas dont like a nigga, they all want somethin Well Ima send my savages on a hunt I had to put a bounty set on my hunt Show no love, that shit get you killed and get you caught Im rollin, Im Almighty Sosa Michelin Pockets like Michelin, hundred Benjamins Dont do division, on my dividends Cause my homies in penitents Doing sentences, green face my president Hundred Franklins Member when I wore the same clothes for a minute man Now a youngin counting bankrolls, making millions So much designer I might change clothes, True Religion Just might pull up in the Range Rover, hop out the minivans Kickin doors with Timberlands, but I made it out I just cashed a check, finna spend it on a house Just got off the phone with Sosa he says Make it count. Money on the counter, money on the couch So we getting a check You better not send no shots cause then we send it all back I do not like no Prada, wear Giuseppe with that These rappers think they hotter we add pressure to that I just put a silencer on my gun Im just like a scavenger on a hunt These hoes dont like a nigga, they like my money These niggas dont like a nigga, they all want somethin Well Ima send my savages on a hunt I had to put a bounty set on my hunt Show no love, that shit get you killed and get you caught Im rollin, Im Almighty Sosa Michelin

When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon Im gettin money, these niggas dont know the meanin I just got to leanin cause I was double cup feenin Out there rockin the Glock, niggas bet not come in between it When I was 16, I was on the front wit a nina Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers If I still went to Dyett, I would be fuckin the teachers Pullin up on the lam and smokin ounces of reefah Ima bring the guap and Ima bring the hoes too And I got my shooter, you can get your ass barbecued Jump this motherfuck how deep, nigga how are you? Ride on yo block lookin for you, nigga where are you? You was lookin suspect, I aint want to harm you Goin real fast, I can show you what the turn do Yes I was wit yo bitch nigga, that dont concern you Steam out that choppa, gon fuck around and iron you Came out the streets ,made it further than the block go All my vatos countin guap, eatin nachos Acting like you ride nigga til you hit a pothole Fresh ass nigga I be flexing on em macho K let off and its soundin like a congo Go in my hood and its soundin like a jungle Aint been back yet, Im still runnin from the popo This .45 got more kick than the .44 When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon Im gettin money, these niggas dont know the meanin I just got to leanin cause I was double cup feenin Out there rockin the Glock, niggas bet not come in between it When I was 16, I was on the front wit a nina Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers If I still went to Dyett I would be fuckin the teachers Pullin up on the lam and smokin ounces of reefah Im sippin on Wockhardt tastin like Kool-Aid I love money like Jay love DUssé Countin big bands like hip hip hooray Hundreds in my pocket same color as a Blu-ray Come get your fix, fuck around, be too late Drank that youre sippin fuck around, be bootleg Chains on me look just like ice age I got more pints than they carry at Rite Aid Keep sneak dissin boy, you dont wanna fight me Got Tina on me and I beat it like Ike-y When we let shots off, she was soundin feisty Plottin on shit, she was soundin real heisty Lazy ass nigga always worried bout what niggas do When I up the heat, nigga duck cause Im finna shoot Fuck around and hurt nigga, have the shells endin you If you get money, hit the lot tell em Bentley you When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see a demon Im gettin money, these niggas dont know the meanin I just got to leanin cause I was double cup feenin Out there rockin the Glock, niggas bet not come in between it When I was 16, I was on the front wit a nina Up in the field while you was up in the bleachers If I still went to Dyett, I would be fuckin the teachers Pullin up on the lam and smokin ounces of reefah

I say I woke up in the mornin And I gave my bitch some head Then I count that bag I got lots of bread Money in my bed I got lots of bread x3 Last time she seen me I was duckin feds Told that bitch to hide me I know that bitch was scared Money in my bed Motherfuck the feds x3 Motherfuck the feds I cant get locked up again But if I got it in my hands Click clack then Im sprayin Make sure that I leave you layin Then shoot up your mans Hundred grand in my pants Dont reach for it again Know Ima shoot off your hands Slutty Boyz I be with them I be getting on feats with them I be totin heat with them Then sit down and feast with them Them bullets I leave in him If he say that he blowin glizzys I know that he freeze with them Bitch Slutty Boyz and Glory Boyz Thats D.C. to Drillinois We aint talkin shit We kill them boys Cockin guns back Then drillin boys You aint killin boys You killin noise Straight head shots We kill them boys Wanna get in touch Bullets fill them boys Smokin loud packs Cant hear them boys I wake up gettin head TEC live under my bed Hundred rounds double tread I leave a nigga dead If he fuckin with my bread And on my daughter head I aint never talked to feds Put that on my mans Slutty Boyz and GBE we runnin duckin feds I got 30 in my pocket I probably pop at ya head doe Yeah ho keep some stripper bitches in my bed doe Crazy thing about this life is that I should be dead doe But fuck it doe I aint never scared bitch we up now When you get high with GBE it be no comin down I make your bitch eat my bitch pussy cause I run shit Just look who Im runnin with A hundred clip 3hunna shit Fat Gleesh I keep heat and I pray you stay away Im in SouthEast on the couch asleep or I might be on South Beach Either way countin plenty cake Steak and shrimp on my dinner plate Rental whip just to get away Start late finish late But fuck that Im success And Im upset cause you suspect You got rich got locked up Went bankrupt whats next I know where I go get strapped up in that Tahoe Meet me on P Street in AG Im Pablo

T-T-T-Tip Draggin-Draggin to the floor T-T-T-Tip Draggin-Draggin to the floor Tip-toeing through the jewelry store Christian Dior mink draggin to the floor I dont really care bout money anymore Pay me in jewels while Im pouring up a four Tip-toeing through the jewelry store Christian Dior mink draggin to the floor I dont really care bout money anymore Pay me in jewels while Im pouring up a four I-I-I been blessed today No girlfriend, no stress today Never was a child, so I never got to play You know crime pays, no minimum wage Its closing time Fishscale falls on my charm, moonshine Midnight falls in the cold moonlight Crimes get organized Diamonds drippin out the gym While Im watching my huskies swim Cant imagine life any other way Dale Dan Tony on a razorblade Tip-toeing through the jewelry store Christian Dior mink draggin to the floor I dont really care bout money anymore Pay me in jewels while Im pouring up a four Tip-toeing through the jewelry store Christian Dior mink draggin to the floor I dont really care bout money anymore Pay me in jewels while Im pouring up a four Tip-toeing to the Louis store I dont really care about nothin anymore Grandma say I grew up, I aint stubborn anymore I think that ho mad we aint fuckin anymore Tip-toeing to the Gucci store Pussy, why you lookin at my jewelry for? Thats that shit that I might get a jury for You tuckin your shit, why you buy that jewelry for? Tip-tip-toeing on the marble floors Thug life, feelin like 2Pac Shakur We was tip-toeing on your block, lil boy No James Harden, on my wrist a block, lil boy Tip-toeing through the jewelry store Christian Dior mink draggin to the floor I dont really care bout money anymore Pay me in jewels while Im pouring up a four Tip-toeing through the jewelry store Christian Dior mink draggin to the floor I dont really care bout money anymore Pay me in jewels while Im pouring up a four

Yeah Nuri the G.O.A.T. Ayy, Scheme, you killed it Skrrt, skrrt Bang, bang, bang Got a new Bugatti, play my music when Im drivin L-Like Im Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body F-Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly She gon spit all on my Johnny while a nigga flyin private Shouldve told you Im a rockstar, babygirl Im a real trap nigga, gotta keep the burn I be prayin for the bands, sippin purple syrup If my grandmama was here, Id put her in a fur Yeah, yeah Started at the bottom, this shit was real dark, my nigga, my nigga Snatched a Hellcat, know that we doin the digits Got a pink toe, she herе doin my dishes Gang gon stack thе deads, thats the only mission My OG be servin, he still got a pager Started my kid, Im a real fuckin rager Tats on my face, my bitch think that Im crazy Cryin when I leave, I swear she is a baby All this blue money, Im wavy All these blue hundreds, Im wavy Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Got a new Bugatti, play my music when Im drivin L-Like Im Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body F-Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly She gon spit all on my Johnny while a nigga flyin private Fuckin with me, get stamps on your passport, I be smoking gas, boy My pistol electric , it light up like a Tesla I got all the junkies on the block, I got a meth lab Thirty-five hundred for the coat, thats a Moncler Niggas dont be real like Fentanyl in a pill All this water on my neck, grew gills like some krill On a hill with your bitch, just call us Jack and Jill Feelin like Krillin, my diamonds Destructo disc, they cant sit still Shit feelin good, feel incredible My girl got a fat ass, Mrs. Incredible He said he bout the shit, but aint credible That boy pussy, get put on a pedestal, uh, uh Need some antidote, send it up, uh, uh In a pandemic, ran it up, uh, uh From the land where niggas dont understand it Its a blessing that we got to here We purgin , thats for certain Ridin around with my demons , we be lurkin Be with Lil Gnar and he keep the fire like Charizard Flip the bars till they bend and they stretch, flow nylon 2020s gone, let bygones be bygones Got a new Bugatti, play my music when Im drivin L-Like Im Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body F-Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly She gon spit all on my Johnny while a nigga flyin private Fuckin with me, get some stamps on your passport, I be smoking gas, boy My pistol electric, it light up like a Tesla I got all the junkies on the block, I got a meth lab Thirty-five hundred for the coat, thats a Moncler Pull up to the back door Bitch, we got it for the low We dont sell quarter, nigga Take that shit somewhere else, ho Spin yo block like Merry-Go She freaky, what she actin for? Heard she a set chick ​ John Madden, whack that ho Sneak dissin cock sucker Shut him down like Blockbusters Pull up in that Ghostbusters Do not let the cops bust in Nigga, pick yourself up Nigga, hold your wrist up Nigga, let me tell you somethin Fuck a bitch, dont give a fuck I used to tell niggas pick me up I used to tell them to drop me off Had a talk with a double-barrel He said, Why the fuck did you saw me off? Sawed you off to shoot the lames Ridin round with that super mane And I got that Lois Lane Speakin honest, dont know the name Got a new Bugatti, play my music when Im drivin L-Like Im Lil Weezy, tattoos all over my body F-Foreigns from the islands, finna split a dose of molly She gon spit all on my Johnny while a nigga flyin private Fuckin with me, get some stamps on your passport, I be smoking gas, boy My pistol electric, it light up like a Tesla I got all the junkies on the block, I got a meth lab Thirty-five hundred for the coat, thats a Moncler Thirty-five hundred for the coat, thats a Moncler Thirty-five hundred for the coat, thats a Moncler

Where them niggas who brag about their money at? Or my Lamron niggas just dont give a fuck DJ holiday Sosa Bang 2, nigga pay attention I smell like I got 100 pounds of blocks on me Its reekin out the car, homie She wanna freak cause Im a star, low key Tell me what? Bitch, do not know me Ima blow this .30 like Odee Leanin off this A-C-T, I ODd Cant trust a face, feel niggas plottin on me And its all because Im gettin money Got that bitch off the drugs, she a zombie She wanna fuck with us, we get money Bitch, is you drunk, you want my Beamer car keys? Lets see if they got Beamer taxis Just bought Kay Kay a Beamer car seat My boys gon spray, let us see a opp please Im Sunny and you niggas coffee But now that is my favorite mafi Bitch, I aint with that lovie-dovie Bitch, you just gotta suck and fuck me Got a pound of that Earth, its lovely Now Im sparkin up, climbin up trees While Im smokin on this dope, this bitch keep callin my phone Dont you see Im gettin high? Bitch, just leave me alone I see niggas feelings hurt, tell Chief Sosa whats wrong Bustin like a Dillinger, got my dumb ass pulled over I smell like I got 100 pounds of blocks on me Its reekin out the car, homie She wanna freak cause Im a star, low key Tell me what? Bitch, do not know me Ima blow this .30 like Odee Leanin off this A-C-T, I ODd Cant trust a face, feel niggas plottin on me And its all because Im gettin money

Shouts out to College Park Them fucks dont give a fuck Hit a home-run with your bitch Chicago Cubs And my goons strapped up My OG boys One shot to the chest Aye thats that Derrick Rose Okay qué pasa mommy, hit a cart-wheel She like the way I sling that D, no cartel Okay qué pasa holmes And you don’t want problemas And we about a hundred deep All my niggas, All my niggas Tatted like amigos, es amigos Tatted like amigos All my niggas, all my niggas Tatted like amigos Hasta la vista, riding round with that Nina Little Carleto, he pushing keys, Alicia Fifty latinas, look like Mona Lisas Sorry cant wife ya, Im bout my franks, Aretha Yeah, and shit we gone up in this mothafucka You niggas sweet, Eddie Long as mothafucka Jussy posted on the block like he’s pau gasol Drink got me leaning side ways, Im on that Paul Wall Okay qué pasa mommy, hit a cart-wheel She like the way I sling that D, no cartel Okay qué pasa holmes And you don’t want problemas And we about a hundred deep All my niggas, All my niggas Tatted like amigos, es amigos Tatted like amigos All my niggas, all my niggas Tatted like amigos Im tatted like amigos, I just stack Doritos Shawty say she see me like she looking through the peep hole Fuck niggas, I peep those Bitches I dont need those Kush blunts, I keep those Im Micheal, Yall Tito Hey there senorita Well its nice to meet ya Im so high, I should change thirty for a feature All my niggas tatted Something like amigos She feeling on my pockets, yeah bitch I got that meatroll Okay qué pasa mommy, hit a cart-wheel She like the way I sling that D, no cartel Okay qué pasa holmes And you don’t want problemas And we about a hundred deep All my niggas, All my niggas Tatted like amigos, es amigos Tatted like amigos All my niggas, all my niggas Tatted like amigos Gotta keep it 3Hunna, nigga No Spartans though Them guap boys workin They on Washington Road We let them choppas sang, no Keisha Cole Hate these fake niggas, see before Whoa, make your girl go down Good brain, thats a high GPA Yeah, do she go to Geogia State Yeah, do she go to Florida State And my bitch tatted up, Amy Winehouse Posted on lil Amsterdam like a little kid in time out Okay qué pasa mommy, hit a cart-wheel She like the way I sling that D, no cartel Okay qué pasa holmes And you don’t want problemas And we about a hundred deep All my niggas, All my niggas Tatted like amigos, es amigos Tatted like amigos All my niggas, all my niggas Tatted like amigos