You niggas is making a whole lot of noise
And ain't even talking bout shit
Glokk 20
Yeah, told niggas shit ready to get crazy
I make money move in silence, yo bitch like the way I creep
Got designer lensee aga and I wear it on the feet
I be posting with my brother, we be riding in the streets
Bitch I'm geeking off the pressure, I be rolling wedding tree
I ain't roddy, I ain't choppa, I'ma walk down on the beat
Bet my mans up in the charger, leave the marks all on your street
Got a lot of niggas with me, we be rolling hella deep
And if a nigga try to reach, we drop him quick just like a leak
Bitch I'm lit, no Wiz Khalif, yo bitch she a freak
Leave your mans up in the swisher, roll your ass up in the leaf
Got my neighbor tryna snitch, she say I smoke a lot of reef
And no, I don't wanna make a song, these niggas trash at making beats
And my boy don't need a carbon bean to knock your legs off
Got a bad bitch with big titties and I swear her hair soft
I swear that hoe a bill just by how much her head cost
Got the brand new push to start and then you know I sped off
I make money move in silence, yo bitch like the way I creep
Got designer lenciaga and I wear it on the feet
I be posting with my brother, we be riding in the streets
Bitch I'm geeking off the pressure, I be rolling wedding tree
They can keep on doubting, I'ma take they ass for granted
I be stacking up in silence, bitch I'm creeping like a bandit
I ain't finna do no handout, it was mine just when you hand it
You can't swim down with these sharks my niggas straight out the Atlantic
She get wetter when I'm talking to the plug, we speak in Spanish
Either puffing or I'm selling, either way I make it vanish
I ain't got no time for pussy, all the money that I manage
Swear these commas fix my problems, finna leave they ass in panic
I make money move in silence, yo bitch like the way I creep
Got designer lenciaga and I wear it on the feet
I be posting with my brother, we be riding in the streets
Bitch I'm geeking off the pressure, I be rolling wedding tree
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You niggas is making a whole lot of noise
And ain't even talking bout shit
Glokk 20
Yeah, told niggas shit ready to get crazy
I make money move in silence, yo bitch like the way I creep
Got designer lensee aga and I wear it on the feet
I be posting with my brother, we be riding in the streets
Bitch I'm geeking off the pressure, I be rolling wedding tree
I ain't roddy, I ain't choppa, I'ma walk down on the beat
Bet my mans up in the charger, leave the marks all on your street
Got a lot of niggas with me, we be rolling hella deep
And if a nigga try to reach, we drop him quick just like a leak
Bitch I'm lit, no Wiz Khalif, yo bitch she a freak
Leave your mans up in the swisher, roll your ass up in the leaf
Got my neighbor tryna snitch, she say I smoke a lot of reef
And no, I don't wanna make a song, these niggas trash at making beats
And my boy don't need a carbon bean to knock your legs off
Got a bad bitch with big titties and I swear her hair soft
I swear that hoe a bill just by how much her head cost
Got the brand new push to start and then you know I sped off
I make money move in silence, yo bitch like the way I creep
Got designer lenciaga and I wear it on the feet
I be posting with my brother, we be riding in the streets
Bitch I'm geeking off the pressure, I be rolling wedding tree
They can keep on doubting, I'ma take they ass for granted
I be stacking up in silence, bitch I'm creeping like a bandit
I ain't finna do no handout, it was mine just when you hand it
You can't swim down with these sharks my niggas straight out the Atlantic
She get wetter when I'm talking to the plug, we speak in Spanish
Either puffing or I'm selling, either way I make it vanish
I ain't got no time for pussy, all the money that I manage
Swear these commas fix my problems, finna leave they ass in panic
I make money move in silence, yo bitch like the way I creep
Got designer lenciaga and I wear it on the feet
I be posting with my brother, we be riding in the streets
Bitch I'm geeking off the pressure, I be rolling wedding tree
And ain't even talking bout shit
Glokk 20
Yeah, told niggas shit ready to get crazy
I make money move in silence, yo bitch like the way I creep
Got designer lensee aga and I wear it on the feet
I be posting with my brother, we be riding in the streets
Bitch I'm geeking off the pressure, I be rolling wedding tree
I ain't roddy, I ain't choppa, I'ma walk down on the beat
Bet my mans up in the charger, leave the marks all on your street
Got a lot of niggas with me, we be rolling hella deep
And if a nigga try to reach, we drop him quick just like a leak
Bitch I'm lit, no Wiz Khalif, yo bitch she a freak
Leave your mans up in the swisher, roll your ass up in the leaf
Got my neighbor tryna snitch, she say I smoke a lot of reef
And no, I don't wanna make a song, these niggas trash at making beats
And my boy don't need a carbon bean to knock your legs off
Got a bad bitch with big titties and I swear her hair soft
I swear that hoe a bill just by how much her head cost
Got the brand new push to start and then you know I sped off
I make money move in silence, yo bitch like the way I creep
Got designer lenciaga and I wear it on the feet
I be posting with my brother, we be riding in the streets
Bitch I'm geeking off the pressure, I be rolling wedding tree
They can keep on doubting, I'ma take they ass for granted
I be stacking up in silence, bitch I'm creeping like a bandit
I ain't finna do no handout, it was mine just when you hand it
You can't swim down with these sharks my niggas straight out the Atlantic
She get wetter when I'm talking to the plug, we speak in Spanish
Either puffing or I'm selling, either way I make it vanish
I ain't got no time for pussy, all the money that I manage
Swear these commas fix my problems, finna leave they ass in panic
I make money move in silence, yo bitch like the way I creep
Got designer lenciaga and I wear it on the feet
I be posting with my brother, we be riding in the streets
Bitch I'm geeking off the pressure, I be rolling wedding tree
Writer: ZeDrian Burrell
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