a lot ft. Glokk8x Lyrics

Get rich or die rich tryin'

Ticket to death if I'm lyin', I'm flyin'

Build up my brand like a temple called mayan

She Gucci, bitch wanna rock number nine

Dolo' i'm solo, keep cool with the smithen'

Wizard with wok when we kill em', they witchin'

Vetements cross down, true out religion

An I Jump for the rebound, it's time new edition

Get out my ear, cause them demons be talkin'

They screamin', they yellin', and got me all psycho

Director written the script, but he ain't double check

So a bitch out there dead like a typo

Chop with the beam laser sight, make a light show

Me and my twin in a stu' call him maestro

Give her the pipe, got her wet call her hydro

An if it's straight to the beef, then I roll it up gyro

I got a bad lil' bitch, an she walkin', she lookin' like Kylie

I Jenner out back-a-lot

Bunny love snow so I call her my cottontail

Right when a bitch wanna snort up the crack a lot

She put on a show and she making a play, She shake it all off in the cast like Camelot

RIP Takeoff it's dead after dead

And it's never gonna end till we blast off like Astronaut

Opp pack, and he gon' bang on his chest like Gorilla

Bitch wanna go King Kong

I show em' the love that they need like Bing Bong

And the purple it punch em', high as Cheech and Chong

I'm gettin' so high, they gon' call me the kite

I roll up a blunt and I go on a flight

I send him a K and he going night night

And she movin' out left, but I fuck her so right

Call up my dealer, he give me the tax write-off

A bitch wanna cop all the P's

I walk, and I strut in this bitch and I dance

A Bitch wanna do whatever I please

Bane was the villain, but now I'm the kane

Hitting my walk, and I'm walkin' with Steeze

I got a bitch, an she wan' give me brain

So I tell her, Alicia just give me them keys

I got a bit on my line, on my side, and a bitch wanna roll it right in like a tether

Say you got gas, but I know it ain't stank, so I know I can switch up on plug it's whenever

Bane trick the riddler, I ain't no fiddler

I just be playin' the game, and I'm clever

I throw me a touchdown, I run to the sundown

Bitch an we going right back out to ella

I really been gettin' this money, this cash, and I really don't know how to spend

I been on my shit for a minute, you know stoppin' I ain't never goin' in

My spirits be comin' with me, mhm

I'm playin' this bitch like a game, mhm

I feel like a dog I'm tame, mhm

I run in that bitch, and I feel like polo, cause i'm really cappin' a lot

Oh yeah, I'm fuckin' your bitch from the back, and she likin' it because she tappin' a lot

I was like 15 still whippin' the pot

Feel like a hippie, I'm smokin' the pot

She said, do I love her

I say, I do not

Runnin' this world like I said, uh-huh

I'm on my back, I'm okay, mhm

You can't get on my plate, uh-huh

Feel like a boss, I got cake

No, I do not go on breaks, yeah

Bad lil' hoe throw cake, uh-huh

That's my dog, no Jake, yeah

Why the fuck you gonna talk down

Feel like I'm glokk, cause I walk down

Why the fuck you wanna hand down

I got a bad lil' bitch, an she walkin', she lookin' like Kylie, I Jenner out back-a-lot

Bunny love snow, so I call her my cottontail Right when a bitch wanna snort the crack a

lot

I put in a show, and she makin' a play

And she shake it all off in the castle out Camelot

RIP Takeoff it's dead after dead and it's never gon' end till we blast off like astronaut