Intro

glock in my strap man i shoot to kill

lace him up but i dont do it for the thrill

but the thing that i do it for is hundred dollar bills

then go home and pop a few pills

sit back and chill, you know I'm feeling trill

relaxing in my lazy boy I'm mossing kind of still

got a bad bitch sitting on me, she's from brazil

and i know that one day ill make some fuckin mills

 

yeah, and I'm starting off strong

got these bitches all over me and they aint wearing no thongs

not a bitch sthat likes to sing songs

so much cash that it can say ching chong

i ambush you bitches like its fucking ding dong

run up on your squad like i am fucking kim jong

get out of the whip like i am fucking king kong

karate chop you bitches like I'm wing won

 

its time for the chorus but this is the damn intro

arriving to the party with my team in this limo

bad hoes bending down like this is a limbo

just killed 5 i'm gonna call bingo

I rap rhymes like I'm a damn dingo

Standing above like a glass window

can't find me? shit I'm like waldo

and your bitch? yeah she swallow

sneak in like I'm fuckin pablo

lift some heavy shit I'm feeling macho

brand new crib in toronto, condo

getting dimes on the court, rondo

pound of that shit like I'm fernando

and my main goal in life: get those hondos

you know ill get those bills though

first rap and I'm better than meek mill yo

got that rap game skill bro

and its so hot it'll start the grill ho

this shits not done but ill end it with a bang

this shits kinda spicy its got a little tang

when i was little i used to listen to wu tang

she's got a fat ass so i start yelling dang

pulling up like "hey mang"

and i know this intros got a lot of slang

murder these fuckers with my gang

and getting that money is my fucking THANG

dang, feelin so high man i thought i sprang

my glock shots hit you harder than a bee stang

i went hard on this verse like I'm pulling up to the bank

this song finna blow up like the motha fockin big bang

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