GULAG ft. ALLENOUTHERE Lyrics

If you ain't ballin' off the wall then be quiet Fuck the TSA, these not my drugs, they the

Pilots Why you slidin'

They your sons, you not a thug, so be quiet For that one shit, we gon' get em, need some

Blood, I'm entitled He said he game, bang

I know niggas from the city on the same thing I be happy when they hit him with that, mm-hmm

Them niggas got his mans, do my dance, nigga, mm-hmm

I just hopped out, fresh as fuck, nigga, mm-hmm I was needin' help, ain't nobody help me

I just know I only got myself, cause ain't nobody helpin

Man, they did him bad, I felt bad, left his body open

Why is everybody blowin' opps, everybody smokin'

Everybody high, tell a nigga where I pump the gas

Let a nigga try, ain't tell a nigga that I be with gang

Let a nigga die, been told to niggas that they got his mans

And I ain't tell him why, told my mama I don't be with gang, she think I'm innocent

Cut the plug off, I ain't dealin' with no middleman

Gotta take the shades off so I can see who I be dealin' with

Took her clothes off, she was fat, wasn't feelin' it

All my niggas like the Autobots, the way we roll out

We be all around, so ain't no point in tryna hide out

It get hot, had to take the top off when it get hot out

Told her stop, if you wasn't tryna fuck, then why you fly out

I pull up, hop up out the top when I jump out, that Glock on me

Reachin' for a chain, you gon' die now

Pickin' up his bitch, when I'm done, she get dropped off

I been off some shit you ain't on, that ain't my fault

I put that shit on everything, nigga, like it's hot sauce

I press a button, my youngins, they gon' knock your fuckin' top off

Don't call my motherfuckin' phone if it ain't bout no profit

I'm landin' in your city, you ain't fuckin' change your topic

You ain't never got no money, nigga, stop it

Bitch, y'all hit my phone for that bag, you ain't gon' cop it

Stop it, I don't wanna talk if it ain't profit

I hit the bank a couple bands, tell her make a deposit

The bank tell her, talk her too long, tell her, bitch, keep talkin

I need the money now, she takin' way too long to count it

It's money counter music, we gon' break the money counter

Brr, brr, that's the fuckin' money counter

Brr, brr, that's the fuckin' money counter