Gnarly Boyz

Lyrics

[Intro: Lancey Foux] LeanBwoy Ooh, ooh Shit, shit (Lot of ice) [Chorus: Lancey Foux & Lil Gnar] I got a Glock inside my rental (Glock, Glock) Ooh, package vacuum-sealed (Ooh, gas) She said "Pop me like a pill" (Ha) Diamonds in my dental (Gnar, Gnar) My one might give you chills (Ayy) She wildin' like the ends We some gnarly boys, for real (Ooh, Gnar) We some gnarly boys, for real (Ooh, shit, ooh) Uh, try our sense of trill Crack a bitch and crack a seal (Ooh) Uh, I'm going gnarly for a mil' (Ooh, gnarly) We some gnarly boys, for real (Ooh) [Verse 1: Lil Gnar] Thousand grams, I'ma get it off (Gas) Movin' like a boss Wanna floss (Huh?) Pockets on Rick Ross (What?) Diamonds hit like Voss Got that Glock inside my rental (Blaow) Yellow diamonds like Pharrell (Yeah, ice) Grindin', skatin' like Pharrell (Ice) Hit 'em with the steel (Yeah, what?) I'ma need a quarter mil' (Yeah, what?) By next week (Yeah) Nigga, I been ballin', ridin' jetski (Ballin') If you feeling tough then come test me Keep the pistol tucked like it's a western (Whoa) I want the keys, no Alicia (Whoa) Finna go cop me a regal (Whoa) Stars in the roof, stars in the roof Feel like I'm preachin' when I'm in the booth (Whoa) Didn't have a dollar Ride in the MARTA, never too old, ooh (Yeah) [Bridge: Lil Gnar] I get all this cash (Cash) I get all these bags (Cash) I get all this shit (Vroom) That I never had (Vroom) I get all this cash (Yeah) I get all these bags (Yeah) I get all this shit (Yeah) That I never had [Chorus: Lancey Foux & Lil Gnar] I got a Glock inside my rental (Glock, Glock) Ooh, package vacuum-sealed (Ooh, gas) She said "Pop me like a pill" (Ha) Diamonds in my dental (Gnar, Gnar) My one might give you chills (Ayy) She wildin' like the ends We some gnarly boys, for real (Ooh, Gnar) We some gnarly boys, for real (Ooh, shit, ooh) Uh, try our sense of trill Crack a bitch and crack a seal (Ooh) Uh, I'm going gnarly for a mil' (Ooh, gnarly) We some gnarly boys, for real (Ooh) [Verse 2: Lancey Foux] Keep a Turner, ooh, uh Keep a Tina, ooh, uh It was a burner, ooh, uh It was a nina (Yeah) Yeah, pour some Tech (Tech, Tech) Yeah, lean my spleen up (Psyke) I ain't shopping in the ends, uh I'm fuckin' up Neiman's (Yeah, ayy) Fendi colourway (Whoa) Let me not park the Benz (Psyke) Talkin' that tough talk, whoa Get you targeted, whoa Smash her one time, whoa She wanna get gnarly again, whoa Colourful diamonds Yeah, they on Smarties, man [Chorus: Lancey Foux & Lil Gnar] I got a Glock inside my rental (Glock, Glock) Ooh, package vacuum-sealed (Ooh, gas) She said "Pop me like a pill" (Ha) Diamonds in my dental (Gnar, Gnar) My one might give you chills (Ayy) She wildin' like the ends We some gnarly boys, for real (Ooh, Gnar) We some gnarly boys, for real (Ooh, shit, ooh) Uh, try our sense of trill Crack a bitch and crack a seal (Ooh) Uh, I'm going gnarly for a mil' (Ooh, gnarly) We some gnarly boys, for real (Ooh)