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Yeah yeah yeah, Glizzy Loh aye
You already know, aye
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
I feel like I'm Tony, got heavy ass choppas
Rock out with my gun, I feel like a Rasta
Slide in a two door, pull up on the oppas
He not a xanny, but man I'll pop him
Die by the code, you know how I'm rocking
Think I'm St. Nick, my pants they stuffed like stockings,
Up in my bag, all these bands I've been popping
I got the drip, wrist looking like faucet
I drip like a faucet, don't care what the cost is
Took off like a rocket, now I'm icy like comets
Race to the cash like Jeff Gordon
Feeling like Mike, cause I'm always scoring
Going Scottie like Pippen, I got rings like Horry
Might fuck on your bitch all the way until the morning
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
Heartbroken, beat down, betrayed
But through the rain I stay the same
K.O. he taught me the game
On the gang I never would change
I couldn't switch up for no fame
When I'm on Imma cop us some chains
Doing the dash Imma cop us a Range
With stars in the roof, yeah I need finer things
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
You already know, aye
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
I feel like I'm Tony, got heavy ass choppas
Rock out with my gun, I feel like a Rasta
Slide in a two door, pull up on the oppas
He not a xanny, but man I'll pop him
Die by the code, you know how I'm rocking
Think I'm St. Nick, my pants they stuffed like stockings,
Up in my bag, all these bands I've been popping
I got the drip, wrist looking like faucet
I drip like a faucet, don't care what the cost is
Took off like a rocket, now I'm icy like comets
Race to the cash like Jeff Gordon
Feeling like Mike, cause I'm always scoring
Going Scottie like Pippen, I got rings like Horry
Might fuck on your bitch all the way until the morning
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
Heartbroken, beat down, betrayed
But through the rain I stay the same
K.O. he taught me the game
On the gang I never would change
I couldn't switch up for no fame
When I'm on Imma cop us some chains
Doing the dash Imma cop us a Range
With stars in the roof, yeah I need finer things
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
Why these niggas always plotting on me
I know I'm looking like a lick, Got all this ice up on me
But please don't tempt me
My gorillas they go ape over me
I'm up next like Bryson Tiller
They love my melodies, yeah
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Writer(s): Shiloh Turner
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