Brad Bishop - GORILLA Lyrics

Yeah, Smokey the Bear got beef with me, I light these woods daily
On the beat, I'm might go nuts I might go Suge crazy
My bro he like to sip his walk straight out of a Jarrito
In the hood they treat me black but I'm they favorite Chico
North Miami and I'm flyer than your favorite eagle
Lines going' over your head, you just a beagle
I'm a big dog, I don't need kibbles, I eat beef though
She thought I was swimmin' when I hit her with that deep stroke
Nicknamed Michael Phelps, I'm no snitch, you said you real but I couldn't tell
Fresh to death protection, next to my designer belt
Smokin' exotic weed, enjoyin' these designer smells
Bands and bitches both em on me and they fine as hell
Baby girl, why you always actin' like that
When you know I'm gettin' rich, off rap, you know I'm like that
Just like poetry, in motion on the beat, I might snap
When I start droppin heavy then I'll get some light racks
They was bitin my style and I don't ever bite back
They was bitin my style and I don't ever bite back
They was bitin my style and I don't ever bite back
I don't never bite back uh