El Gato

Lyrics

[Chorus] I put that lil hoe on a flight, I told her I'll see you tomorrow I love to go up on the x, I'll probably be high til tomorrow These niggas be stealing the swag, like who the hell said you could borrow All that he seen was a beam and a flash, we send it up like Chicago I need the racks andele, I need it pronto Know we're road running today, bells in the cargo I got that fire on my wait stuffed in these Rick cargos Most of these niggas be pussy, grande el gato [Verse] [?] now I just geek These niggas be lying through they teeth They tellin' they spilling the tea This new Marni a thousand a tee Frog eyes on the coupe it might leap Baby tell me what you see in me [?] diamonds on me How you ridin' but change up on me They just wanna be in the loot I'm just tryna thumb through these blues (cash) I'm sippin' codeine like it's soup (codeine) It's helping me with these blues We sliming him out, crossing him out, like Mr T pity the fool [?], feel like king Tut, cover my body with jewels I'm way too up, gotta run it up, don't think I ever could snooze She top me up in big body truck, but I thought that was your boo Was a badass jit, skipped school Got your fire on you, me too I drop down, let's have a duel Quickdraw like John Wayne boy you're doomed [Chorus] I put that lil hoe on a flight, I told her I'll see you tomorrow I love to go up on the x, I'll probably be high til tomorrow These niggas be stealing the swag, like who the hell said you could borrow All that he seen was a beam and a flash, we send it up like Chicago I need the racks andele, I need it pronto Know we're road running today, bells in the cargo I got that fire on my wait stuffed in these Rick cargos Most of these niggas be pussy, grande el gato [Verse 2] I pull up I'm swerving the Bentley, I'm dodging potholes I told lil baby they're fucking with me like the lotto I hop out with sticks, got rockets on me like I'm [?] I feel like I'm 50, get rich or die trying my motto (my motto) I walk in the bank, I put the cash in the bag (cash in the bag) Got gas in the tank, this zaza is making me laugh (it's making me laugh, ha) Ain't having no rank, lil boy you couldn't even make the staff (couldn't make the staff, uh) Oh no Fuck it I slimed em again Oh no She wanna be more than friends Oh no But that's okay if she a 10 Oh no This perc I'm on more than a 10 [Chorus] I put that lil hoe on a flight, I told her I'll see you tomorrow I love to go up on the x, I'll probably be high til tomorrow These niggas be stealing the swag, like who the hell said you could borrow All that he seen was a beam and a flash, we send it up like Chicago I need the racks andele, I need it pronto Know we're road running today, bells in the cargo I got that fire on my wait stuffed in these Rick cargos Most of these niggas be pussy, grande el gato