Glide

Draco made a hit with this, uh yeah, We can show you how to get some money, show
You in different ways We can show you how to get some money, show
You in different ways, Ight cmon ya ya yeah' We can show you how to get some money, show
You in different ways I got money, stayin' away from all these

Lames Bitch, I'm on a mission, bitch, I'm gettin
This money Finna have my diamonds glisten, you on yo ass, man
You sittin'

Get some money, get some digits Man, we on a mission, man, we NASCAR drivin'
Ayy Man, I call my nigga, he gon' have a nigga
Dying, ayy The way we spin this block, you would think
The marley's glide, ayy When I leave the scene, it's gon' be a homicide

I can tell that you niggas ain't having no motion I can tell that you niggas see my pockets
Overloaded Get a job, trapping, ain't dead,
Me and my niggas havin' motion I can call the plug for 10 and my faces card
Never gon' be broken And you know this GEN5 pokin', man, my

Niggas really on it Hit the road for a bag, man, you gotta stay
Focused I was talkin' to my mama, I said, bitch
Yo son chosen She told me, stay out by the way and make
Sure that your pocket's loaded Trapstar lifestyle, bitch, I run it up

I feel like Giannis Bitch, I'm chasing' coins on my mama, bitch
I feel like Sonic You can call my phone, set up shop, you know
I got them onions In the trap dumpin' with them Marley's, bitch
We known for punchin' I ain't gotta make one phone call, I swear

To God they comin' Bitch, my phone hitting got them lined up
Like they nine Niggas tryna run off, bullets hit em, in his
Spine Man, he said he wanna zip, I told them, meet
Me on Vine I ain't with all of that talkin', man, them

Niggas gotta die Gen5 tucked on me, send ah nigga
To the sky All I roll up 3.5's, hit my joint, yo
Ass gon' cry Up the Gen5 on em man, I made that
Nigga blind Man, let's get back to that trap shit, you

Ain't never sold no dime I be postin' with them niggas who slingin
G's and slingin iron Niggas, they be hatin', get the fuck up out
My way Walkin' with this Gen5, I got a lip, it's tucked
Up on my waist I was taught to play the dangerous, nigga, I

Ain't playin' it safe you I would jugging by my lonely, you went and walk
The other way
We can show y'all to get some money, show y'all in different ways
I got money, staying away from all these lames

Bitch, I'm on a mission, bitch, I'm gettin' this money
I'm finna have my diamonds glisten, you on yo, ass, man, you sittin'
Get some money, get some digits Man, we on a mission, man, we NASCAR drivin'
Ayy Man, I call my nigga, he gon' have a nigga

Dying Ayy, the way we spin this block, you would
Think the Marley's glide, ayy When I leave the scene, it's gon' be a homicide