Ciid - Gallardo Lyrics

Yall so fake
I could never kick it wit no snake
Bitch You aint my dog f*ck out my face
Get out my face
You be on that stupid shit its lame
That shit is lame, Holdup wait
Rollin in a lexus, I aint talkin Fronto
Pronto, Boy im off the sass and bean combo
Gallardo, why I got Givenchy on my eyes for
Eyes low, and you can get the f*ck up out my spot tho
Stop hoe, she just trippin cuz the rock low
I aint milly rockin i got molly in my sock tho
Cops troll, why the f*ck i got the iron for
Why you tryna run up in my spot if you dont got smoke
Talk hoe, watchu need i got gelato
Lot of it, you aint spending money get to walkin
They flockin, wanted crack hit em wit the flock
Wet the block up, boi dont touch my money bag shot yuh
Rock butter, we be cookin so the guap clutter
Stop hustlin, run up in my spot we get the mop bucket
Mops out, run yo mouth you gon get socked out
Raw shit, man yall playin needa stop the shit