Not Rap

Lyrics

[Intro] (Ooh, shit, that's a Danny G beat) (It's Lando, your bitch know, don't let your bitch go, nigga) [Verse 1: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] I'm on the road with a whole thing in the car Let's write a book about my life, shit, I don't even know where to start It's her first time in the foreign, she don't even know how to start it In the airport sleep, I dropped a fumble 'fore the plane departed It ain't hard to get no money, just buy a bag I been fucked off like twenty thousand this month and I ain't even tryna brag Said I was done trappin', why the fuck I wake up, buy a half? I gave it to my nigga, he beat it up and gave it back, yeah [Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG] 7.62s comin' out thе K have him cartwheelin' I probably say the dumbest shit in my songs, but I'm a smart nigga Spray his canvas down with thе tre pound, I do art with it Oh, you lookin' for Da Yung OG? I'm at the park with it This a 2021 Lam' truck, bro, it start different If you don't get that fuckin' car off my yard, you gotta park different Scary-ass nigga got a chest, but ain't no heart in it Stepped out the booth in a different outfit, I'm Clark Kent [Verse 3: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] Fresh as hell for no reason, I ain't doin' shit You like Tom Brady when it's goin' down, you probably pass the blick She came through and sucked the dick, I ain't have to ask for shit She just like me 'cause I rap, she don't even know I'm rich Shit be crazy when the niggas who don't like you turn to fans I was always on the block, ain't never been to a school dance I spent a thousand on my cup and a thousand on my pants I'm so fresh, I need these pictures for my niggas in the feds [Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG] Exclusive Moncler, you won't see this on Farfetch Stop tellin' me I'm applyin' pressure, I ain't started yet Okay, the lean seems to be clean, I ain't fart yet Up in Cali in the studio they made "Baby Shark" at Electric Glock hold two hundred shots, I can charge that Nigga talkin' 'bout he gon' throw me five for a verse, should I charge that? Matter fact, fuck this song, nigga, where the Wock' at? All thirty shots for my Glock, I don't even know where the stock at [Verse 5: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] The fully goin' off, it's lookin' like fireworks We put your homie on a shirt, that's my favorite merch Say he ain't never had the dog, I told him try it first Took a tester, wanted some more, I told him buy it first I got Glock, bro got Glock, we like twins If I ain't had no money, then the Glock'd pay my bills If I ain't had no money, I'd rob you, to be real I'm a young nigga from the ghetto, now I live inside the hills [Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG] Exclusive Louis shoes, I ain't get these off StockX Bitch, I fall in love when you give me head like that, you better stop that Million-dollar nigga in the dope house where the rocks at I was sellin' dope in a costume, alright Sellin' dope on Halloween with the work in my top hat Okay, that shit real close to it, but it's not Act' This nigga sprayed a water gun at me, I shot a Glock back This shit talking 101, bro, this not rap