Get Gully

Born in 021
Raised in 021
Came to 416
Yelling gang gang
Till I'm gone

Movin out to chiraq
Ain't scared that's whack
Dun did the beef thing
With da real Iraq

Now that dollar lookin long
And these bitches ride along
They been leaches all along
Why I always roll alone

You a fraud
You a tricksta
You a bad bitch
On insta

I'm a real one
In real life
Same as all ma
Pictures

Only difference is
Listen
Imma little bit
Richer

Cuz I'm
Mami like chulo
Y'all
Movin like putos

I'm
Numero uno
You're
Numero who knows

You're
Reaching them new lows
Postin your culos
Kudos kudos
All up on the gram
Like

Ass and titties
Ass and titties
I'm up in the trap
Getting bands like fitty

Queen of Queen of
Persia
The crown is fitting
Slap so hard
Make the crowd get litty

Go ahead get gully
Get popped to your skully
I'm back on ma bully
I'm back on man bully

Go ahead get gully
Get popped to your skully
I'm back on ma bully
I'm back on man bully

Now reach for my crown
I'll pop you toothless
I'll knock you clueless
I do not give two shits

I'm savage
Roothless
I am da truth bitch
Get green like mucus
You'd think I'm Jewish

Your lies is useless
I'll expose you Judas
When it comes to music
I'll son you too bitch

Son you're Lucas
Bitch take a seat
Show you who da fuck
Mami chulo is

Go ahead get gully
Get popped to your skully
I'm back on ma bully
I'm back on man bully

Go ahead get gully
Get popped to your skully
I'm back on ma bully
I'm back on man bully



Credits
Writer(s): Donya Pirayeshakbari
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