Letras
(Foenem Radio, bitch)
(Home of the Glory Gang)
Ayy, pipes like a janitor
Nigga, throw your ass off the banister
Sippin' lean out the fuckin' canister
I'm the GOAT, but I started off a amateur
I'ma take that Ferrari if that's fine with ya
He don't fuck with ya, he dream about slimin' ya
They like, "Take Sosa brain and examine it"
Stuff two, three bitches in a Challenger
Take that, phew, make it, phew, he tried to challenge us
Think that nigga ate a snail, he thought he was slime enough
Nigga quit when he failed, but he ain't try enough
I get chicken, nigga, I ain't never tried a duck
I'm a virgin, nigga, I ain't never gave a fuck
Said I'll live in the freezin' cold to get my paper up
I'll chop a fuckin' tree to get my paper up
Nigga, go and buy that crib, you been savin' up
Ayy
Welcome to the game, you tryna play or what?
It's one way from down, you gotta take it up
And you can't be in jail tryna get your paper up
I need breakfast and head when I'm wakin' up
Bounce out dumpin', throw a hundred like Wilt Chamberlain
In love with foreigns, hop out 'Rari to that Cayenne truck ('Rari to that Cayenne truck)
Backseat, two sluts, got me sandwiched up (got me sandwiched up)
I put that FN to his teeth like a fuckin' brush (bah)
With all my ice on, might mistake me for a polar bear (burr, gang)
She pull up to my spot, she never bring no underwear (I swear)
Got no more fucks to give, my heart colder than January (gang)
I'm ridin' shotty, pop out tweakin' with that double barrel (bang)
These lil' niggas ain't gettin' no cheese like they allergic to dairy (go)
My pockets all on Rasputia, I'm livin' like Larry (go, go)
Poppin' shit out in Dubai, look how this turban sit
Popped him once, but he ain't die, he need a tourniquet
Real P, I'll teach a bitch how to turn a trick (on God)
You ain't put enough grabba, go and re-roll the spliff (gang)
All my pockets sick, and my knots sick (knots)
I'm real precise with that Gen5 like a chopstick (woo)
Big dog shit, handle percentages with managers
Can't duck that switch, you get sprayed like a canister
Go black Lamb', Bruce Wayne, I'm a animal (I'm a animal)
Fine dyke ho you might know, I'm gon' handle her (shh)
She don't like niggas, but for me, she go cannibal (huh?)
Held up my wrist, she done squirted her panties up (sah)
No Game of Throne, but I got power like a chancellor (gang)
Let me fuck once, now she think you ain't man enough
Ayy
Welcome to the game, you tryna play or what?
It's one way from down, you gotta take it up
And you can't be in jail tryna get your paper up
I need breakfast and head when I'm wakin' up
(Gnarcotic Gang)