[Hook]
They tryna get some guap but they can't do it on they own
I'm getting money calls, I got a million on my phone
I get it how I want, I gotta get it til I'm gone
You tryna take something from me, I'm like "b**h, what is you on?"
They calling, my contacts is the same
I'm off it, I pull off and I skate
And I'm on it, until I'm in the grave
You wanna talk sh**, well you better be brave
[Verse 1]
Finna turn up, pulled up in a coupe
I pulled up and I'ma lose the roof
Pull off in a helicopter, I flew
b**h I'm Glo Navy, got motherf**ing True
And I need a blunt, a few
I need the dope like I need food
If you want beef, then I got beef stew
We will pull up on your block and your spot getting nuked
If you want some rock, then we got choppers, we will pull up in your crew
Pop out like a sword, come to the party and your b**h gon' choose
Put a Xan in a Arizona, money long like a white tee
These b**hes can't get sh** from me unless they look like Miley
(?), I ain't even with that
I got these True Religions and a .30, it come with that
Pull up, blow yo skull cap
b**h we is the Glo Gang, yes you know that
[Hook]
They tryna get some guap but they can't do it on they own
I'm getting money calls, I got a million on my phone
I get it how I want, I gotta get it til I'm gone
You tryna take something from me, I'm like "b**h, what is you on?"
They calling, my contacts is the same
I'm off it, I pull off and I skate
And I'm on it, until I'm in the grave
You wanna talk sh**, well you better be brave