GLORILLA ft. M471K & Kacekid Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy

Uh, uh

The shoe fit and you wearing that motherfucker

You saying them some forces, but we see that they some dunks

We ain't no clucks, and we gon' let you know what's up

You'll probably up a blick before the hands, boy, you ain't tough

Flexing little ass poles, that don't mean shit to us

You know we keep it tucked, but we don't flex shit for the viewers, punk

You'll never see it, but you, you talking too much

This shit chest not checkers, and you playing like a dun-dun-dun

Swiper swiped it, and I knew that shit was likely

You taking from the gang, but could've asked your bitch to buy it

Taking trips to Texas, but you take it from your helpers

We let you in the stu' and now you thinking you finessing

Say he Rilla Rich, but he stealing in this bitch

I guess he can't afford the gas, you could've asked a nigga, shit

For all we know you probably took something from your bitch

You sliming your own kind, Eastgate don't even fuck with that

Pussy niggas always hatin', we can't look out for bums

Ain't feature gang up on that track because you know they walked you down

Your ass is weak, and we lay heat

Like a lava lamp, it's crazy, cause you know that that's the best song on that album

I swear to God, I hate a broke nigga

That's the type of shit that make a nigga move like I don't know niggas

I let your bum ass be you turned into a hoe nigga

You talmbout on Dave, I don't give a fuck if it's on the floor, nigga

Stealing while my back was turned, and helping your ass out

Now you mad and trying to take it to the net just for some clout

Every move you make is full of cap, I know what you about

If you wanna slide then slide, you know where the fuck to find my house

You thought your verse was better than Afo

That really came out your mouth, huh

EBG Glorilla, more like EBG the Clown, sit yo goof ass down

Sit yo goofy ass down, nigga, cuz I'm finna walk him down, nigga

Set your goof ass down, nigga, finna walk him down

How the fuck is you more Rilla than us whole time

Lil' nigga, you stealing from us, I got your low

I got yo Lo' if 4nem ain't say chill, I would've been hit that bitch up

You got our Lo' but still ain't slide yet, what you a bitch or something

I ain't talking bout no tree branch when I say I gotta switch lil buddy

That nigga stole from my cousin

I know you broke and bummy

I could've fronted you if you just said that you ain't have no money

Real nigga, in my DNA, I was born a hunnid

You text my phone just like the bitch you is

Boy, I know you bluffing

Rob who? Boy, I light you up, swear that's a easy kill

Ain't beefing with no nigga named Thaddeus

Like, be fucking for real

Come on, folk

You doing all this woofing, doing all this texting

You doing all this internet shit

Folk

How you mad at us

Cause you stole from us

And niggas stopped fucking with you

Niggas out here dirty as hell

And if you ever come at me again, folk

I ain't even gonna say that

Nah, you gonna see

Yeah, swear you gonna see

Yeah, yeah

Fuck these niggas

Claiming they more Rilla than us

All the time you stealing from us

And you weak as hell too

Dirty ass little boy

It is hard

I'm out this bitch, man