Yea yea go go go go
Yea yea go go go go
Glock out at my opp house in a whip that they don't know bout
I swear I got so lit I post my bitch and gave my hoe clout
I be ringing bells you can tell I'm who they know bout
Glizzy in da cut wit 30 shells but this a throw out
RIP to Arnie's I turnt my crib into a hoe house
F*ck it I'm tossing shells before I ever toss dis dope out
FaceTime wit da plug I caught da box it came from So-Cal
Turn her to my freak cause before me this hoe had low miles
Bomb on da head I hit a note musiq soul child
Yami for da week she on da beach wit her toe out
Turn her to a slut she tootin butt before we go out
Hoppin out that Porsche I scuffed my forces whipped some more out
I'm da big don dada I stand on business in these pradas
Keep it 5 in these streets I pop my choppa and my collar
Hang da phone up baby you talkin 'bout everything but these dollars
Big fish to these lame niggas them cutters don't play 'bout me
Big clip in these pants f*ck nigga better watch how he breathe
Nigga better not move wrong imma hit his top wit this heat
One thing these niggas can't do is stunt on me
Gang got hella blicks don't never think it ain't one on me
Don't ever think shit sweet let's get shit sitchy before we meet
I done came up baby I gotta strap up before I beat
Got my change up baby you miss yo beat if you change on me
My fit off Michigan Ave I'm poppin tags no stains on me
I'm from the Himalayas I'm a playa it's on me
I pop shit in the yo and when I'm movin in these streets
Baby I'll switch you out kick you out you ain't a freak
Who said it was a drought I got a thou on my feet
I got it on me now without a crowd I'll still skeet
I know you paid a check but I ain't performing without my heat
My lil bitch got a slick mouth brown skin with a cheek
I get her nails done hair done and her feet
I'm da big don dada I stand on business in these pradas
Keep it 5 in these streets I pop my choppa and my collar
Hang da phone up baby you talkin 'bout everything but these dollars
Big fish to these lame niggas them cutters don't play 'bout me
Big clip in these pants f*ck nigga better watch how he breathe
Nigga better not move wrong imma hit his top wit this heat
One thing these niggas can't do is stunt on me
Gang got hella blicks don't never think it ain't one on me
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Yea yea go go go go
Yea yea go go go go
Glock out at my opp house in a whip that they don't know bout
I swear I got so lit I post my bitch and gave my hoe clout
I be ringing bells you can tell I'm who they know bout
Glizzy in da cut wit 30 shells but this a throw out
RIP to Arnie's I turnt my crib into a hoe house
F*ck it I'm tossing shells before I ever toss dis dope out
FaceTime wit da plug I caught da box it came from So-Cal
Turn her to my freak cause before me this hoe had low miles
Bomb on da head I hit a note musiq soul child
Yami for da week she on da beach wit her toe out
Turn her to a slut she tootin butt before we go out
Hoppin out that Porsche I scuffed my forces whipped some more out
I'm da big don dada I stand on business in these pradas
Keep it 5 in these streets I pop my choppa and my collar
Hang da phone up baby you talkin 'bout everything but these dollars
Big fish to these lame niggas them cutters don't play 'bout me
Big clip in these pants f*ck nigga better watch how he breathe
Nigga better not move wrong imma hit his top wit this heat
One thing these niggas can't do is stunt on me
Gang got hella blicks don't never think it ain't one on me
Don't ever think shit sweet let's get shit sitchy before we meet
I done came up baby I gotta strap up before I beat
Got my change up baby you miss yo beat if you change on me
My fit off Michigan Ave I'm poppin tags no stains on me
I'm from the Himalayas I'm a playa it's on me
I pop shit in the yo and when I'm movin in these streets
Baby I'll switch you out kick you out you ain't a freak
Who said it was a drought I got a thou on my feet
I got it on me now without a crowd I'll still skeet
I know you paid a check but I ain't performing without my heat
My lil bitch got a slick mouth brown skin with a cheek
I get her nails done hair done and her feet
I'm da big don dada I stand on business in these pradas
Keep it 5 in these streets I pop my choppa and my collar
Hang da phone up baby you talkin 'bout everything but these dollars
Big fish to these lame niggas them cutters don't play 'bout me
Big clip in these pants f*ck nigga better watch how he breathe
Nigga better not move wrong imma hit his top wit this heat
One thing these niggas can't do is stunt on me
Gang got hella blicks don't never think it ain't one on me
Yea yea go go go go
Glock out at my opp house in a whip that they don't know bout
I swear I got so lit I post my bitch and gave my hoe clout
I be ringing bells you can tell I'm who they know bout
Glizzy in da cut wit 30 shells but this a throw out
RIP to Arnie's I turnt my crib into a hoe house
F*ck it I'm tossing shells before I ever toss dis dope out
FaceTime wit da plug I caught da box it came from So-Cal
Turn her to my freak cause before me this hoe had low miles
Bomb on da head I hit a note musiq soul child
Yami for da week she on da beach wit her toe out
Turn her to a slut she tootin butt before we go out
Hoppin out that Porsche I scuffed my forces whipped some more out
I'm da big don dada I stand on business in these pradas
Keep it 5 in these streets I pop my choppa and my collar
Hang da phone up baby you talkin 'bout everything but these dollars
Big fish to these lame niggas them cutters don't play 'bout me
Big clip in these pants f*ck nigga better watch how he breathe
Nigga better not move wrong imma hit his top wit this heat
One thing these niggas can't do is stunt on me
Gang got hella blicks don't never think it ain't one on me
Don't ever think shit sweet let's get shit sitchy before we meet
I done came up baby I gotta strap up before I beat
Got my change up baby you miss yo beat if you change on me
My fit off Michigan Ave I'm poppin tags no stains on me
I'm from the Himalayas I'm a playa it's on me
I pop shit in the yo and when I'm movin in these streets
Baby I'll switch you out kick you out you ain't a freak
Who said it was a drought I got a thou on my feet
I got it on me now without a crowd I'll still skeet
I know you paid a check but I ain't performing without my heat
My lil bitch got a slick mouth brown skin with a cheek
I get her nails done hair done and her feet
I'm da big don dada I stand on business in these pradas
Keep it 5 in these streets I pop my choppa and my collar
Hang da phone up baby you talkin 'bout everything but these dollars
Big fish to these lame niggas them cutters don't play 'bout me
Big clip in these pants f*ck nigga better watch how he breathe
Nigga better not move wrong imma hit his top wit this heat
One thing these niggas can't do is stunt on me
Gang got hella blicks don't never think it ain't one on me
Writer: Brandon Bryant
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