[Intro: Glorilla & Mac Ty]
I be smokin' dope with my young niggas
Off a flat, I be rollin' with my young niggas
I be posted up with my bitches
I be rollin' up—
Mac Ty
Glorilla
I be smokin' dope with my young niggas
Off a flat, I be rollin' with my young niggas
I be posted up with my bitches
I be rollin' up with my bitches (Macaroni made it)
[Verse 1: Glorilla]
I be, I be hittin' licks with my young niggas
'Member totin' big sticks with my young niggas
I be gettin' money with my bitches
Lately, I been stuntin' on these bitches
Bitch, I'm Glorilla from the fuckin' zoo, finna pull up with your boo
Where these dudes?
They say they broke the knob, I broke the fuckin' roof
I be posted with my bitches, yeah, and all them bitches bad
You send for me, I'ma send one out to go and take your mask, man, y'all mad
[Verse 2: Mac Ty]
Don't fuck with these niggas, they cap, but they say we got beef
I might slide down your block, leave your ass in the streets
I ain't no killer, but don't play with me
Thirty-two shots in this Glock and I won't skip a beat
I jumped off the porch and I landed on my feet
If I make it, BME, PTE, we gon' eat
Step on these rappers like I'm wearin' cleats
Gotta pay for this dick, ain't no fuckin' for free
I be smokin' dope with my young niggas
Off a flat, I be rollin' with my young niggas
I be posted up with my bitches
I be rollin' up—
Mac Ty
Glorilla
I be smokin' dope with my young niggas
Off a flat, I be rollin' with my young niggas
I be posted up with my bitches
I be rollin' up with my bitches (Macaroni made it)
[Verse 1: Glorilla]
I be, I be hittin' licks with my young niggas
'Member totin' big sticks with my young niggas
I be gettin' money with my bitches
Lately, I been stuntin' on these bitches
Bitch, I'm Glorilla from the fuckin' zoo, finna pull up with your boo
Where these dudes?
They say they broke the knob, I broke the fuckin' roof
I be posted with my bitches, yeah, and all them bitches bad
You send for me, I'ma send one out to go and take your mask, man, y'all mad
[Verse 2: Mac Ty]
Don't fuck with these niggas, they cap, but they say we got beef
I might slide down your block, leave your ass in the streets
I ain't no killer, but don't play with me
Thirty-two shots in this Glock and I won't skip a beat
I jumped off the porch and I landed on my feet
If I make it, BME, PTE, we gon' eat
Step on these rappers like I'm wearin' cleats
Gotta pay for this dick, ain't no fuckin' for free
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