Yung Boy & Yung Rich SwizZle - Glo Plug Glo Thug lyrics

[Skit: Yung Boy & Yung Rich SwizZle] *Phone ringing* Yung Boy: Yo, what up cuh? Mannn, whatchu want dawg? Shiiit... Yung Rich SwizZle: Bruh I'm out here bruh, you trynna chill fam? We just doing some sh** out here, finessing the hoes, y'know what I mean bruh? Yung Boy: Maaaan... aight cuh. Yo, I-I ca--, I can hit up the plug at like 9:30 though dawg, like 9:30 Yung Ruch SwizZle: Aight fam, I'll pick you up at 9:30. I gotta go at 9:30 to pick up the choppa first fam, before we get dem d**, y'know what I'm sayin' fam? We finesse then [Intro: Yung Rich SwizZle] Yo this the GLOtape vol. 1 Yung Boy, Yung Rich SwizZle, 195 we represent We out here, f** the b**hes [Verse 1: Yung Rich SwizZle] Yeah, I got the check, I run it up, stack it up, stack it up, stack it stack it up Yeah, stack it up, stack it up, stack it stack it up, we the Globoys out here, f**in' run it up Yeah, yeah, run me up on me fam, I'ma f**in' clap yo a** fam I got the chopper in the back with the 92 Yeah, that's my new gun, I call it Fom Fu Yeah, yeah, I'm a Globoy, we represent out here for the 1-9 Yeah, yeah, we have camo in the karuma shooters Yeah we got the shooters out here, blaow nine Yeah, Bang Bang is what we call ourselves, we the Globoys yeah, no one else Yeah, we out here f**in' hoes, we out here switchin' lanes We out here f**in' shootin' cars, n***a, we out here, we clap you hoes We clap you? We clap you, we clap you? We clap you, stack it, stack it, stack it All the bands we got, you ain't got none, we're gonna have so many bands Yeah, you ain't got no gun, but we ain't f**in' scared of you, we don't call 911 We out here f**in' hoes, yeah, we're switchin' them lanes Got the fastest cars, got the fastest hoes, got the biggest booties, yeah yeah, got the biggest money Yeah we got stacks to the ceiling, fam, we out here, Bang Bang, 420, blaze that sh**, n***a We out here, fittin' bricks, flippin' switches, yeah n***a [Verse 2: Yung Boy] A whole lotta money and a whole lotta b**hes, Globoy, Globoy, you know we got the riches You know we got the b**hes, I'm a Globoy, whatcha know boy? Ya b**h a hoe, boy I wantcha hoe, boy, gimme da hoe boy, gimme da motherf**in' hoe, boy Bang Bang, I'm in a chain gang, it's the same thang, Bang Bang Globoy Bang, Bang Bang Chain Gang, 420 Bang Bang, f** a b**h, Bang Bang 200 Bang Bang, 300 Bang Bang, 400 Bang Bang, so many chain gangs, so many chain gangs I'm in a chain gang, Globoy, Globoy, whatcha know, boy? Globoy, Globoy, Globoy, ya b**h a hoe, boy I need 100,000,000 dollars, now, yo b**h a hoe, wow I'm gon' touch that b**h, she gon' s** that dick I'm in a chain gang you know it go Bang Bang Bang Bang, Bang Bang, in a chain gang, yeah I'm in a chain gang, a Glogang Bang Bang, Bang Bang, 100,000,000 dollars, Bang Bang Bang Bang, Bang Bang, Bang Bang, Bang Bang Bang Bang, yeah you know, Bang Bang, yeah you know, Bang Bang, it's the f**in' Glogang, oh [Verse 3: Yung Rich SwizZle] Stack it up to the ceilin', can't duplicate this feelin' Yeah, yeah boy, we out here, yeah, we got too many guns, too many hoes Too much money, yeah, I can't see em hoes, got so much shades on, I can't see sh** I'm just in my whip hittin' f**in' licks, yeah, yeah I got a glue, deuce-deuce, ridin' in my two-two, yeah I got a trike, yeah, but I'm not f**in' light, yeah, yeah Take the lighter of my dresser, f**in' light up the weed Then I'm gonna pa** it to my friend yeah, yeah, he takes a hit of that motherf**in' weed, yeah Then we take the choppa, go to the lick, then we f**in' hit it, like the f**in' b**h Yeah, yeah, we hit b**hes, that's what we do out here, yeah, yeah, yeah GLO, GLO, GLO, we GLO up, we Globoys and we GLO you motherf**in' hood up, yeah Yeah, we blow that sh**, f**in' put choppa a through you motherf**in' hits Yeah, yeah [Verse 4: Yung Boy] Roll around the city with the strap, never comin' back Now it's time to rap, double entendre, yeah, yeah 100,000,000 b**hes in the back, time to get my motherf**in' stack I'ma blow that motherf**in' rack Hold a motherf**er back, I'm bout to motherf**in' wrap Drugs in the plastic, your b**h a rap b**h What I mean by that is, she wants to come and sit on my fat dick Just cause I got that rap money, isn't that funny 100,000,000 dollars on a brick, she can sit on my dick Holy sh**, I'm in the magic city Then I'm in NY, and then I'm in Madison And then I'm back in Cali n' then I'm back in SD f**in' on a fat b**h and all her skinny friends And they can s** my dick right up til the end I roll around the city with the top missin' So many b**hes trynna ride wit em Trynna ride wit em