| Sosa 808 |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Glizock |
| (Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
| Yeah |
| Counting blues, sipping red (Yeah) |
| Looking out for opps and 12 (Yeah) |
| I duck the feds, stack my bread (Yeah) |
| So much money it’ll make you scared (Bitch) |
| I get straight to it when I jump out the bed |
| Got money on my mind and a bag on his head |
| These niggas some snakes, I can see them shake |
| If that nigga a snake then cut off his head |
| (Yeah, cut off his head) |
| Hold up, let me take my meds |
| Lil niggas come through stepping they pledge |
| Lil nigga hit a block, them boys fled |
| Put a brick on his head just like Craig |
| Yeah, can’t no nigga do me like red |
| I don’t shake hands I don’t like germs |
| Send a boy through |
| like big worm |
| Work a bitch just like a intern (Yeah) |
| The only thing I love is this paper (This paper) |
| Before the rap game I been turnt (Been turned) |
| These niggas ain’t talking about |
| (Shit) |
| Slam your bitch Blake Griffin (Yeah) |
| Knock it out the park like |
| (Yeah) |
| So wet I might float when I’m in it (Yeah) |
| She don’t love me she love how I hit it (Yeah) |
| Uh, half a million worth of jewelry on no pendant |
| Bitch want me to come over and |
| it |
| I don’t leave the house without my semi |
| Glizzock him don’t care out the critics |
| Ten-millimeter shoot like Mike Bibby |
| Demon lil bitch but she act like she Christain |
| When I wake up it’s a money-making mission |
| You ain’t talking about money then zip it |
| Money talking right now, need to listen |
| Niggas talk too much I keep my distance |
| Niggas talking gossip more than bitches |
| I be stacking and flipping my digits |
| (I be stacking and flipping my digits) |
| Nigga play, light him up like a incense |
| Glizzock who your main bitch been with |
| Glizzock be the one get your wig split |
| Glizzock be the one get your mans hit |
| Glizzock switch his watch like Ben 10 |
| Glizzock don’t give a fuck about |
| nigga |
| Glizzock ain’t loving these hoes |
| Glizzock probably sold his soul |
| Glizzock not a hit, this a gold |
| Glizzock not your average Joe |
| Why the fuck you buy two rows? |
| Lowkey I’m working on three |
| I was 14, mouth full of gold |
| Me and Lil Rob was smoking OG |
| Eighth grade 380 all chrome |
| And I kept that bitch on me |
| Cutthroat I serve my auntie |
| G-L-O-C-K there’s only one of me |
| (Glock) |
| (Yeah) |