GORILLAS (feat. GMD 6ix)

If you can't take the heat, then stay out the kitchen
I keep the heat, yeah I gotta ride around wit it
And if you start somethin' boy betta finish
Cause I be with shooters, them niggas ain't dribblin'
I really be with them blitzers, they'll get you wherever I tell em' to get ya
We really be droppin' them niggas
These boys not official them boys not gorillas
He think he a killa, my killers gon' kill him
Still missin' my bro's I ain't seen in a minute
All the bros that's gone still with me
I lost my brothers, I'm still reminiscing'
And since they been gone, I ain't have no feelings
For my niggas that's gone I'm still by them buildings
Still on the A block posted with them same niggas
I been with since children
Ima be up on the A til I run up a million
Find me on the A saucin' drippin and spilling
Or prolly mixing' that lean like a chemist
And bringing' that work out just like a gymnast
He said he get dough, but I tell you it's Fiction
You on that internet dissing'
I send them niggas gon send you a visit
(Lemon squeeze up it, it'll turn you into lemons)
So don't try to start no shit cause we'll end it
(Boy that pistol too little, you kiddin?)
My cuz he gon blow till that bitch get to clippin'
Don't want to see that big shit, start get to kickin'
Boy you know that aint how you livin'
We ain't with the talk back or forth and the fidgeting
(Mention pert banger) leavin' em twitchin'
Pop a lil perc now I'm in this bitch itching'
Start get to clutching, and gripping
Start get to bussin' and rippin, ain't leavin' a witness
When That choppa start spitting' choppa spreadin his head like condition
He gone wish he ain't do all that dissin'
Gone make his loved ones miss him
But fuck it we with it they play too then we gon zip him
In the trenches you know It get vicious
Sticks like call of duty they leavin' him glitching

You know this shit get wicked
If I catch up you know he gon' end up missing
Posted right up in the trenches
And I'm hanging' with robbers and all of them killas
We don't fuck with the snakes you know we gorillas
And we gonn hit your block until you niggas feel it
I'm talkin' bout spinning it mentally dizzing'
It's like 32 shots when I'm totin' this glizzy
Yeah I'm ready you know how I'm bout to get busy
And I kick it with gang when I ride thru the city
Ain't showin no mercy ain't showin no pity
And I'm sending shots hoping they hit at his fitted
And im totin' that choppa up quick with a titty
Since she running I'm about to do him like Ricky
Can't fuck with too many they not really with you
If he try (Play) then he's getting his issue
Niggas they know that my niggas official
Steppin, we blowing' them sticks like a whistle
So I stay with my brothers cause you know
We came from the gutter we came from the struggle
I had to grind and go hustle
Go get that pack bitch you know I'm bout to go (Bubble)
Get the pack and I can't go fumble
Fuck on a bitch and I'm really gon pull out her bundle

Get the pack and you know I can't fumble
I'm with the slimes and the apes in the jungle
In the trap and it look like a forest
If you plottin' you know you get hit with this torch
Shooters on and off the court, he ain't outside he just jumped off the porch
Shootin shit just like a sport, gotta trap we knockin it down like a force
Got a trap you know we gon blitz it
(They a sneak in his chimney jus like it's Christmas)
We go straight to the cookie it's up in the kitchen
I done caught his ass lackin he up in there (Whippin)
We need it all where the chickens
Yeah we need it all where them motherfuckin' digits
We take it all then we get to missin'
They on that frontline ready to risk it