All these hoes...
Keep them racks on me
A pint of act.. quarter pound of ..
On me
On me
Glo gang
GBE baby
Bang
Almighty Sosa, yeah
All these hoes know I keep them racks on me
A pint of act and a quarter pound pack on me
Lotta thots and the paparazzi all on me
Top drops in the Rari, its just me and Bally
Pour up a four, now its time to get leany
These niggas mad at us cuz we doin our thingy - thingy
But I aint mad at ya, but if you ever need me
Just call my manager, get him to check and he gon beep me
Ive been too busy on the road, its so hard to see me
All these bitches call in Texas, its so hard to reach me
And Im getting fat, bitch you know Im fuckin greedy
So GDK, bitch you know Im so fuckin BD
Glo Gang run the world, bitch we run every city
Listen all, everybody, everybody with me
Ridin round Ferraris and them Bentleys
And Im off Xanax, Im off lean and I got plenty
I got hundreds, I got fifties, I got twenties
Walk up in the club, them hoes, they run up on me
Racks up in my pocket homie
You know I keep them motherfuckin racks on me
All these hoes know I keep them racks on me
A pint of act and a quarter pound pack on me
Lotta thots and the paparazzi all on me
Top drops in the Rari, its just me and Bally
Pour up a four, now its time to get leany
These mad at us cuz we doin our thingy - thingy
But I aint mad at ya, but if you ever need me
Just call my manager, get him to check and he gon beep me
Out in traffic, I got all these racks on me
A nigga try to take it, know this guy a body
When I hit the club, all these hoes on me
You wanna come to gang, you got to fuck the homies
Party poppin xans, bitch, you know its on me
I can give you 3, put you in the zone, b
It aint shit, got them racks on me
Glo gang posting in them, be the whole team
Posting up with all the Glocks, with them big chromes
Got them racks and we do our thing
A nigga wanna send shots, I got good aim
Put this red dot right up at your brain