(Genie, you killed this)
Yeah, I roll with my Gwuallas
I smell like a Rasta
Nigga, I stay with the Gwualla
I smell like a Rasta
Nigga, I stay with my choppa
You know a top shotta
Nigga I roll with the Gwualla
I roll with my choppa
I roll with the Semi, the 40, the Knockers
I roll with the monsters
And we with the drama
And we got them Dracos, the 40's, the Knockers
Hit him with top shotta
You know they my partners
And we got that Bentley, the Fanti, the Rowler
All about that dolla'
Send to put that dolla'
You know I'm top shotta
Ask your baby mama
Ask your baby
Yeh, ask you baby mama
She know I'm top shotta
She know I'm don don
She know I'm the bad one
Say she wanna bad man
Said she wanna gun man
Said she wanna, ah ah
Said she wanna hit
You know ain't no nigga G like Martin
There my monsters (Brrr)
I know 'bout the ting
Shatter teeth, when they come runnin' (Brrr)
Punch out hollow teeth, beat them tings
Till the drum done (Brrr)
All these VV tings in my ring
Like the sun sun
That niggas my C's on the C's
Yeh my son sons
Yellow lambo seats, with the green
Feelin' like Safranas
I dropped outta school the same week
I seen the Unya
I hopped out the V with the ting
They don't want nuthin'
Yeh, I roll with my choppa
I roll with the Semi, the 40, the Knockers
I roll with the monsters
And we with the drama
And we got them Dracos, the 40's, the Knockers
I be with them robbers
They don't want no problem
I be with some niggas sending shots
They gon solve em
I been with some niggas in the trap like the Carter
Bet them bitches come when I make mill's
Like Vince Carter (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch bad she got that body on her
Said her baby father on my ass
I beat a body on him
Let him run up on me
Feel my energy that glocky on
Yeh feel like Glockiana
That bitch is Thotiana
I call her Tatiana
She gettin' that molly
Drop that head good
Money on the wood
Bitch I'm eatin' that bread good
Now we're all Bobby
Bitches jackin' that they head good
Brodie caught a body
Killed a rapper he was dead good
I fuck with the eater
I check out her vibes (Yeh, Yeh)
Were all into killers
Niggas be takin' your takin' your ride (Yeh, Yeh)
He said he hate me
He checkin' my bop (Yeh, Yeh)
Fight with my brotha
Ya play we gon shoot at the top
It may get hot
Put that boy in a box (Yeh, Yeh)
Gang so tough
Don't fuck wit no Glock (Yeh, Yeh)
It's Lou Baby
I never cuff with no thots
I run it up
I take this shit to the top (Run It Up)