[Hook]
If you a f** n***a, keep my name out yo mouth
If you a tough n***a, I'll come aim at ya house
I got a lotta bands and I got a lotta clout
If it ain't bout them bands, n***a, what ya talkin' bout?
Young n***a, whachya talkin' bout? I don't care whachya talkin' bout
Mama said why all this cash up in ‘er house?
Sorry, momma, I don't know whachya talkin' bout
[Verse 1]
Glizzy got the pounds, smoke out the ounce
b**h I'm talkin' bout almost a ticket fo' the house
Bet ya neva had 200 000 in yo couch
Ouch, sh** make a p**y n***a pout
Police kick the door, don't know what they talkin' bout
I won't run my mouth, snitches get put in the ground
You can ask around, I'm the hottest guy in town
I neva seen them out, don't know what they talkin' bout
They ain't keep it 100 when they see me comin' up
Streets hottest youngin, no, b**h, I'm just warming up
GG is my chain, bet you will neva see it tucked
You run up, you get bust, show you I don't give no f**s
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[Verse 2]
My young n***as be geeking
They be wylin' fo' no reason
Got goodmen, gotta keep em
n***as switch up like the season
I'm not havin no meeting
Put that n***a in the cement
b**h n***a we not beefing
Or your family won't be eating
If you come to my house
You see that chopper on the couch
Smoking on that OG, sh** turned me to Mr. Chow
He can't afford an ounce
So he smoke on Black and Milds
This sh** I got too loud
Can't hear sh** he talkin' bout
Realest young n***a comin' straight up out the slums
Glizzy Glizzy b**h da king of district of Columb
Ask any of my strippers, bet they never seen no ones
Lil n***a, you my son, f**ed yo sister and yo moms
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