No Stimmy
Ayo, Lil' Mexico, pass the gas
Hold up, these some big knots
I got pounds of the 'Za to make your lungs pop
Fifty and I'm goin', now watch yo bank drop
Money comin', money goin', baby, nonstop
Hold up, these some big knots
I got pounds of the 'Za to make your lungs pop
Fifty and I'm goin', now watch yo bank drop
Money comin', money goin', baby, nonstop
We shootin' .223s, my momma need them Bentley keys
In the trap with the Vlone tee, boy, I'm cuttin' lean
Road runnin' demon, Lightning McQueen
I got Tech and the Wock, you can keep the green
My choppa stutter, sound like a money counter
Hold on, let me smoke the gas and then forget about her
I'm a Rolls-Royce, your man's a Toyotathon
We don't gotta be together just to get 'em gone
I got big bank, I got bigger guns
And I'ma really take yo bitch 'cause you ain't got no funds
I'm a big bank, shorty this a big body
Bullets stay inside yo body like some antibodies
Hold up, these some big knots
I got pounds of the 'Za to make your lungs pop
Fifty and I'm goin', now watch yo bank drop
Money comin', money goin', baby, nonstop
Hold up, these some big knots
I got pounds of the 'Za to make your lungs pop
Fifty and I'm goin', now watch yo bank drop
Money comin', money goin', baby, nonstop
Aye, baby, it's me, Mr. Gorgeous Glizzy Gordo
Mr. Rolls-Royce, never no Toyotathon
You wanna beef with me that's a minimum 100k and up
And the mid-packs you pushin' ain't cuttin' it, baby
Mr. No Stimmy, Mr. Young Rich and Handsome himself
Mr. Him himself, baby
Hold up, these some big knots
I got pounds of the 'Za to make your lungs pop
Fifty and I'm goin', now watch yo bank drop
Money comin', money goin', baby, nonstop
Hold up, these some big knots
I got pounds of the 'Za to make your lungs pop
Fifty and I'm goin', now watch yo bank drop
Money comin', money goin', baby, nonstop
We shootin' .223s, my momma need them Bentley keys
In the trap with the Vlone tee, boy, I'm cuttin' lean
Road runnin' demon, Lightning McQueen
I got Tech and the Wock, you can keep the green
My choppa stutter, sound like a money counter
Hold on, let me smoke the gas and then forget about her
I'm a Rolls-Royce, your man's a Toyotathon
We don't gotta be together just to get 'em gone
I got big bank, I got bigger guns
And I'ma really take yo bitch 'cause you ain't got no funds
I'm a big bank, shorty this a big body
Bullets stay inside yo body like some antibodies
Hold up, these some big knots
I got pounds of the 'Za to make your lungs pop
Fifty and I'm goin', now watch yo bank drop
Money comin', money goin', baby, nonstop
Hold up, these some big knots
I got pounds of the 'Za to make your lungs pop
Fifty and I'm goin', now watch yo bank drop
Money comin', money goin', baby, nonstop
Aye, baby, it's me, Mr. Gorgeous Glizzy Gordo
Mr. Rolls-Royce, never no Toyotathon
You wanna beef with me that's a minimum 100k and up
And the mid-packs you pushin' ain't cuttin' it, baby
Mr. No Stimmy, Mr. Young Rich and Handsome himself
Mr. Him himself, baby
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Writer(s): Cristian Palma, Nicholas Voutsinas
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