My Young Niggas

(album: Most Likely Up Next - 2019)

I be smoking dope with my young niggas
Off a flat, I be rolling with my young niggas
I be posted up with my bitches
I be rolling up
Mac Ty
Glorilla
I be smoking dope with my young niggas
Off a flat, I be rolling with my young niggas
I be posted up with my bitches
I be rolling up with my bitches (Macaroni made it)

I be, I be hitting licks with my young niggas
'Member toting big sticks with my young niggas
I be getting money with my bitches
Lately, I been stunting on these bitches
Bitch, I'm Glorilla from the fucking zoo, finna pull up with your boo
Where these dudes?
They say they broke the knob, I broke the fucking roof
I be posted with my bitches, yeah, and all them bitches bad
You send for me, I'ma send one out to go and take your mask, man, y'all mad

Don't fuck with these niggas, they cap, but they say we got beef
I might slide down your block, leave your ass in the streets
I ain't no killer, but don't play with me
Thirty-two shots in this Glock and I won't skip a beat
I jumped off the porch and I landed on my feet
If I make it, BME, PTE, we gon' eat
Step on these rappers like I'm wearing cleats
Gotta pay for this dick, ain't no fucking for free

We got all these motherfucking big-ass choppers
Want smoke, we gon' send you to the doctor
You don't want them bullets flying, helicopter
Niggas singing, call 'em Phantom of the Opera

Young nigga dead, go dig him up
I might do a show with the semi tucked
You ain't gon' make it, just give it up
I just fucked your bitch, now come pick her up, ayy
Come get your ho, but you better be cautious
Can't hang around Bruces, my gang full of bosses
Play with Glorilla, put you in a coffin
We sliding in traffic, catch you while you walking, bitch

We can get this shit popping whenever, wherever
Anybody can get it, I pop on whoever
Want smoke, we got heat, bitch, they hot like the devil
You try me, you dead, you get sent to the devil
I don't fight or don't wrestle, I got [?], I'm a presser
This shit top [?], make you bleed through your level
Shoot a chest, get the treasure
Grab a bitch, then I sell her
I ain't red, bitch, I'm yellow
Got cheese like I'm Chester

No more [?] no bitch, [?] my schedule
If you want the smoke, we got Glocks, no Berettas
You say you took something, I can't wait 'til I catch you
I'ma do lil' bruh bad, leave him on a stretcher
You know I'm a savage, I'm feeling like Randy
My nine come in handy, I know they can't stand me
I just want the panties, I'm hot, gotta fan me
You know I'm up next and I put that on mammy

Say you want smoke, we got choppers, no Berettas
Nigga sneeze, wipe his nose, I'ma bless him
Your nigga lacking, better hope the gang don't catch him
Now he dead, gang sent his ass to heaven (R.I.P., nigga)

Ayy, BME, PTE
Glorilla, Mac Ty
Fuck up next, bitch, we up now
Yeah
Pop your shit
Ayy, you know what the fuck going on
Pretty Thugz Entertainment, PTE, bitch (Mac Ty)
[?] business, ho
Glorilla