
Lyrics
I see him over there muggin' like he hot
I'm like nigga please
I got a Glock, cool you down, call it antifreeze
I see him over there muggin' like he hot
I'm like nigga please
I got a Glock, cool you down, call it antifreeze
I see him over there muggin' like he hot
I'm like nigga please
I got a Glock, cool you down, call it antifreeze
Ayy, and my pockets do the Hercules
Yeah, why you think these girls be slurping me?
Me and Pro Style, smoking so loud
Balling out the gym, haters calling foul
In the Batmobile, that's a black Lamb
Don't dance, let my chain do the Superman
Ayy, then let my wrist do the Soulja Boy
Diamonds dancing Skittle pack, a pack of Almond Joy
I got a black and brown Benz, call it Chips Ahoy
I'm a walking bankroll, what I need a bank for?
Stay high, what I need that thank for?
I'm so rich, thank God, I'm so thankful
And she so thick, good God, I might pay her
And watch her do the Hercules on my banger
Do the Hercules, and get swole on 'em
Do the Hercules, and get swole on 'em
Do the Hercules, and get swole on 'em
Do the Hercules, and get swole on 'em
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB.
Popular by Gorilla Zoe
#TitleAlbum



