Missiles Lil Gnar & Trippie Redd

[Intro: Lil Gnar & Lil Pump]
D-Diego
B-B-Bankroll got it
Dig?

[Chorus: Lil Gnar]
Slurp it up, bitch, make a mess (Yeah)
When I pull up, you hear the 'Vette (Skrrt)
Baguettes, they fall off my neck
I'm smokin' that 'za to the chest (Pressure)
Ran that shit up off the muscle (Dig)
Walk with the Glock, I don't tussle (Dig)
Niggas talk shit, it ain't nothin' (For real)
Three hundred, all cash, how I'm comin' (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Lil Gnar]
I'm a real rock star, came from the trenches
Now I got bitches on bitches on bitches (Yeah, yeah)
Throw him the cutter, my young nigga hit you
He just gon' get your ass for a lil' fifty (Yeah)
Ballin' out just like I'm Madden
Excuse my bad language, I think I'm thе shit (Yeah, for real)
Take a PJ out to Cali to grab somе Biscotti, it's smellin' like piss
Doubled up (Dope), I'm pourin' my stress in this double cup
Remember, I ran my first hundred up (Hundred up)
My Draco got titties, a honeybun (Honeybun)
Shoot in the crowd, you ain't takin' my chain
Your ass finna crash out, you swerve in my lane (No kizzy)
Only do guap-anese, speakin' that language (Cash)
My young niggas Brims, they twistin' they fingers
I swerve in the double R, keep me a banger (Yeah)
Couple snow bunnies, they stay in Topanga
Brushin' my wap with some toothpaste (Toothpaste)
VVS on my gums, ain't no toothache (Toothache)
RIP Nip, need a blue Wraith (RIP)
These diamonds HD like a Blu-ray (HD)
She eat up the kid like a buffet (Yeah)
I been raw as fuck, you just too late, yeah (Yeah, yeah)