Ft. Andy Milonakis
[Verse 1: Andy Milonakis]
Milonakis b**h, there are k**ers in my clique
Glo boy, dough boy, gorillas in the mist
Your Bentley ain’t sh** and your ‘rari ain’t sick
I’m above money cause money don’t exist
The meditating heavyweight pouring out a fifth
Now you see my dark side, I am Lord Sith
Invisible watches on my fat wrist
And if you’re that b**h, you can get a fat dick
Who you think you’re working? No, not me
I’m liver than your internet ready TV
I stayed Glo’d up like a firefly, firefly
I’m higher than high, leave you lying in lie
And I’m blowing stronger O’s than Oprah
Cause b**h I’m deeper than f**ing Deepak Chopra, b**h
[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
My pistol come through singing on the low
This ain’t for them and you him you know
I pull up, I come through lay ‘em on the floor
I got cake on the floor and cake up on my Tru’s
I got cake in my pocket, cake up on my shoe
If you ain’t talking about the cake, it ain’t got sh** to do, with me
I come through chopper G-Un
Cause we heard you got that yayo, the bank, and you got 50 piece
You better hire f**ing Young Buck
Come through with that Mack Maine bullet skateboard, Weezy-We
You better have your f**ing mob deep
Cause the heat and the fees be my prodigy
Lil boy I was up trapping when y’all was sleep
Me and Benji we had went out to eat
It’s blood gang I’ma come through drippin’ all week
I got swag dripping out my f**ing palm [?]
Usually I come through in a ‘rari, now I don’t give a motherf** about it
I’m a Glo boy, grown boy, what you know b
You don’t know sh**, til I have my belt glowing
Pull up pull off, why you got a slow leak
You want beef you can have a proper hogie
I come through clip longer than a mess on police
I got shells that spell every letter in ho sh**