Oh he saying he a killa
Come and bust a move
And my n***** all gorillas
We jumping out the zoo
Are you fakin or you feel us
The liquor make it smooth
Boy it's Swami and it's Trilla
It's time to raise the roof
They say money make the pain go away
Know some n***** Makin bank feelin drained everyday
More money more problems how your lane finna change
Pay attention n**** make sure you retain what I say
She wanna hop in the whip
She never been in a foreign
Saying she leaving with me
Told me her n**** was boring
She tryna tell me a story
I probably ignored it
Hittin the gas floor it
Hittin the gas floor it
I know cause I did it
She gone cause she finished
I'll love from a distance
I'm wrong I'll admit
I'm glowing I get it m
Big head so no fitted
Cute girl but she twisted
She to much so I shifted
Going she always going up
In the morning
She draining me up in the bed cuz she know I want it
I'm in it I'm always winning
Don't give a f***
I done I'm sorry way to many times I've had enough
I ain't just hop on the team
I'm made to be DDOD
I can just crack yo head up with these lyrics and turning you n**** to fiends
Greatness been built in my jeans
They call me up looking for me
N***** start hitting me up for a sixteen my scene I want the big screen
I started rapping at 15 same time that I started plotting to hit things
I'm only balling to be king yeah she wit me but she only the 3rd string
I put my all in the first string
No way I'm not taking the whole thing
Going , we go up
We blowing they know us
See you H*** we don't trust
See these h*** we don't want
They see we bouta blow up
I might just turn the flow up
Getting us money to throw up
Pour up
Got the Bacardi in my cup
DDOD rack it and go up
Oh he saying he a killa
Come and bust a move
And my n***** all gorillas
We jumping out the zoo
Are you fakin or you feel us
The liquor make it smooth
Boy it's Swami and it's Trilla
It's time to raise the roof
They say money make the pain go away
Know some n***** Makin bank feelin drained everyday
More money more problems how your lane finna change
Pay attention n**** make sure you retain what I say
She wanna hop in the whip
She never been in a foreign
Saying she leaving with me
Told me her n**** was boring
She tryna tell me a story
I probably ignored it
Hittin the gas floor it
Hittin the gas floor it
DJ turn this up you know the song this be my jam
Bottles poppin got models droppin this ain't no scam
I'm chillin zonin you got corona don't hold my hand
I be really on it I seize the moment you know the plan
You be missin shots , claiming that you laggin out
I got racks all in my jeans momma think I'm saggin now
Told you boys I'm mayweather guess that make you pacquiao
Two shots then you passin out
My n**** who laughin now
I just flip the switch
FaceTiming your girl and she won't tell you who it is
Braggin' bout your mili really that don't make you rich
I just got my bag and I spent it in the booth
N***** look at me and now they asking what's the use
Swami Soprano & Trilla T - Gorilla Lyrics
Swami Soprano & Trilla T - Gorilla Lyrics
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Oh he saying he a killa
Come and bust a move
And my n***** all gorillas
We jumping out the zoo
Are you fakin or you feel us
The liquor make it smooth
Boy it's Swami and it's Trilla
It's time to raise the roof
They say money make the pain go away
Know some n***** Makin bank feelin drained everyday
More money more problems how your lane finna change
Pay attention n**** make sure you retain what I say
She wanna hop in the whip
She never been in a foreign
Saying she leaving with me
Told me her n**** was boring
She tryna tell me a story
I probably ignored it
Hittin the gas floor it
Hittin the gas floor it
I know cause I did it
She gone cause she finished
I'll love from a distance
I'm wrong I'll admit
I'm glowing I get it m
Big head so no fitted
Cute girl but she twisted
She to much so I shifted
Going she always going up
In the morning
She draining me up in the bed cuz she know I want it
I'm in it I'm always winning
Don't give a f***
I done I'm sorry way to many times I've had enough
I ain't just hop on the team
I'm made to be DDOD
I can just crack yo head up with these lyrics and turning you n**** to fiends
Greatness been built in my jeans
They call me up looking for me
N***** start hitting me up for a sixteen my scene I want the big screen
I started rapping at 15 same time that I started plotting to hit things
I'm only balling to be king yeah she wit me but she only the 3rd string
I put my all in the first string
No way I'm not taking the whole thing
Going , we go up
We blowing they know us
See you H*** we don't trust
See these h*** we don't want
They see we bouta blow up
I might just turn the flow up
Getting us money to throw up
Pour up
Got the Bacardi in my cup
DDOD rack it and go up
Oh he saying he a killa
Come and bust a move
And my n***** all gorillas
We jumping out the zoo
Are you fakin or you feel us
The liquor make it smooth
Boy it's Swami and it's Trilla
It's time to raise the roof
They say money make the pain go away
Know some n***** Makin bank feelin drained everyday
More money more problems how your lane finna change
Pay attention n**** make sure you retain what I say
She wanna hop in the whip
She never been in a foreign
Saying she leaving with me
Told me her n**** was boring
She tryna tell me a story
I probably ignored it
Hittin the gas floor it
Hittin the gas floor it
DJ turn this up you know the song this be my jam
Bottles poppin got models droppin this ain't no scam
I'm chillin zonin you got corona don't hold my hand
I be really on it I seize the moment you know the plan
You be missin shots , claiming that you laggin out
I got racks all in my jeans momma think I'm saggin now
Told you boys I'm mayweather guess that make you pacquiao
Two shots then you passin out
My n**** who laughin now
I just flip the switch
FaceTiming your girl and she won't tell you who it is
Braggin' bout your mili really that don't make you rich
I just got my bag and I spent it in the booth
N***** look at me and now they asking what's the use
Come and bust a move
And my n***** all gorillas
We jumping out the zoo
Are you fakin or you feel us
The liquor make it smooth
Boy it's Swami and it's Trilla
It's time to raise the roof
They say money make the pain go away
Know some n***** Makin bank feelin drained everyday
More money more problems how your lane finna change
Pay attention n**** make sure you retain what I say
She wanna hop in the whip
She never been in a foreign
Saying she leaving with me
Told me her n**** was boring
She tryna tell me a story
I probably ignored it
Hittin the gas floor it
Hittin the gas floor it
I know cause I did it
She gone cause she finished
I'll love from a distance
I'm wrong I'll admit
I'm glowing I get it m
Big head so no fitted
Cute girl but she twisted
She to much so I shifted
Going she always going up
In the morning
She draining me up in the bed cuz she know I want it
I'm in it I'm always winning
Don't give a f***
I done I'm sorry way to many times I've had enough
I ain't just hop on the team
I'm made to be DDOD
I can just crack yo head up with these lyrics and turning you n**** to fiends
Greatness been built in my jeans
They call me up looking for me
N***** start hitting me up for a sixteen my scene I want the big screen
I started rapping at 15 same time that I started plotting to hit things
I'm only balling to be king yeah she wit me but she only the 3rd string
I put my all in the first string
No way I'm not taking the whole thing
Going , we go up
We blowing they know us
See you H*** we don't trust
See these h*** we don't want
They see we bouta blow up
I might just turn the flow up
Getting us money to throw up
Pour up
Got the Bacardi in my cup
DDOD rack it and go up
Oh he saying he a killa
Come and bust a move
And my n***** all gorillas
We jumping out the zoo
Are you fakin or you feel us
The liquor make it smooth
Boy it's Swami and it's Trilla
It's time to raise the roof
They say money make the pain go away
Know some n***** Makin bank feelin drained everyday
More money more problems how your lane finna change
Pay attention n**** make sure you retain what I say
She wanna hop in the whip
She never been in a foreign
Saying she leaving with me
Told me her n**** was boring
She tryna tell me a story
I probably ignored it
Hittin the gas floor it
Hittin the gas floor it
DJ turn this up you know the song this be my jam
Bottles poppin got models droppin this ain't no scam
I'm chillin zonin you got corona don't hold my hand
I be really on it I seize the moment you know the plan
You be missin shots , claiming that you laggin out
I got racks all in my jeans momma think I'm saggin now
Told you boys I'm mayweather guess that make you pacquiao
Two shots then you passin out
My n**** who laughin now
I just flip the switch
FaceTiming your girl and she won't tell you who it is
Braggin' bout your mili really that don't make you rich
I just got my bag and I spent it in the booth
N***** look at me and now they asking what's the use
Writer: Evan Hines, Titus Barclift
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Swami Soprano & Trilla T
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Evan Hines, Titus Barclift