Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ballout
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Idris Abdul wahid
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Ayy, Young Malcolm)
If my burglar alarm starts ringin' (woo, woo)
It's gon' be a lotta slow singin'
It's gon' be a lotta flower bringin' (go)
This a double R, I ain't rentin' (no)
I'm ridin' through the city with the stars
You can't see me 'cause it's tinted
Meds on me like I just left the clinic (meds)
Veneers in my mouth like I just left the dentist (cheese)
I just dropped 30K on me, yeah, no pendin' (bling)
I just got me a traveler, a flight attendant (yoom)
If you're talkin' cash, you know I comprehend it (beep)
Nigga say he getting' cash, but it should say pendin' (no)
Them glory shottas with me, this lean fuckin' up my kidney
I get more high than Whitney, you niggas could never trick me
Glory boys be trendin' (trendin'), trendin' (trendin')
And we stick out like a sore thumb, 'cause we winnin' (we winnin')
All you niggas beginnin' (beginnin')
Y'all earnin' (y'all earnin'), I'm spendin' (I'm spendin' that shit)
Glo Gang worldwide, we expandin' (expandin')
We live in different mansions (go)
We ridin' different Phantoms (go)
Now y'all can start ventin' (ha-ha)
Now y'all can start ventin' (you)
Glory boys be presentin' (who?)
Ballout since '94, bitch (ha-ha, yeah)
I been gettin' dough (go)
If my burglar alarm starts ringin'
It's gon' be a lotta slow singin'
It's gon' be a lotta flower bringin'
This a double R, I ain't rentin' (no)
I'm ridin' through the city with the stars
You can't see me 'cause it's tinted
Meds on me like I just left the clinic (meds)
Veneers in my mouth like I just left the dentist (cheese)
I just dropped 30K on me, yeah, no pendin' (bling)
I just got me a traveler, a flight attendant (yoom)
Trappin' out the trap house, pot up on the stove (on the stove)
Trappin' out the trap house, all we know is go (go, go)
Trappin' out the trap house, you can get rich (better get rich)
Trappin' out the trap house, I can never love no bitch (lil bitch)
I'm a money makin' ass nigga like Mitch (Money Mitch)
I'on fuck with niggas, niggas quick to fuckin' switch
Nigga try me, get thrown in a ditch (huh)
Bury you while you breathin' if your ass is a snitch (bitch)
70 thousand on me, but I ain't throwin' it on a bitch (a lil stack)
I'm in the club, and I'm off drugs in a mix (huh?)
Foe'nem with me and you know we ready to hit (go)
Seen that nigga face, men, that nigga red as shit
Writer(s): Will Carthan, Brandon Kmiec
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