Glo Walkin’

Lyrics

[Intro] Ayy, turn the music up for me [?] So much cash I'm doin' math I just made a bird take a bath (Flash goin' brazy on the beat) I'm off dope, it made me laugh Foreign whips, we always crash, skrrt ([?]) Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang I just had to do the math (Flash goin' brazy on the beat) Calculator and some fuckin' thrax Ridin' 'round the town, makin' hits and servin' packs [Chorus] I'm out here Glo walkin', Glo talkin', out here smokin' on the strongest If I want it, I'ma cop it, change the topic, yeah, I'm ballin' Pistols poppin', yeah, I'm off it, yeah, I'm ballin', fuck it, lob it In the hood just like Robin, so many days I felt like robbin' Yeah, I'm off the pack, then I brash, got it on me, I can't lack Blue cheese on me, not no ranch, pull up on me, I got bags Pull up on you, I might crash, pull up on you in a flash I didn't wanna go to class, I can't pass, I go Steve Nash [Verse 1] Countin' up, I'm doin' math, but algebra, I could not pass I know the opps is on my ass, MAC attack, that bitch click-clack I make him run, he doin' track, cut off some snakes, cut off some rats Cut him in his fuckin' neck, he tried to stab me in my back Cutter to his fuckin' face, that's a big-ass choppa, man I ain't finna take him down, he only wanted to cop a gram Let him come with a couple grand, fuck that, I need a hundred bands Turn the opp to a running man, take his sack, he fumbled that Pass the bottle, I'm tryna get lit I swear she swallow, she swallow my kids She like me 'cause I'm ballin' just like Bill Walton I don't know what to say, I know I'm off the shits [Chorus] I'm out here Glo walkin', Glo talkin', out here smokin' on the strongest If I want it, I'ma cop it, change the topic, yeah, I'm ballin' Pistols poppin', yeah, I'm off it, yeah, I'm ballin', fuck it, lob it In the hood just like Robin, so many days I felt like robbin' Yeah, I'm off the pack, then I brash, got it on me, I can't lack Blue cheese on me, not no ranch, pull up on me, I got bags Pull up on you, I might crash, pull up on you in a flash I didn't wanna go to class, I can't pass, I go Steve Nash [Verse 2] Rollin' dope, gettin' tree, so damn tree, can't feel my feet Leave him wet up, make him leak, I'm off a [?], I cannot speak My money neat, it got OCD, I'm too turnt, yeah, I'm TT Ain't go to class, no, I can't read, I just poured like a eighth of lean My migo, he gon' plug me though, he just came up off the boat Servin' bricks is all he know, hittin' licks, we on the go Just walked out the spot and, yeah, I'm cheesin', 'cause I hit a pot of gold And I just found a lot of work, I think I need a lot of stoves Ain't finish high school or college I ain't need the knowledge, I was smokin' chronic And if you need somethin' from me, you comin' out of pocket I got one in the head, I ain't gotta cock shit, bang, bang [Chorus] I'm out here Glo walkin', Glo talkin', out here smokin' on the strongest If I want it, I'ma cop it, change the topic, yeah, I'm ballin' Pistols poppin', yeah, I'm off it, yeah, I'm ballin', fuck it, lob it In the hood just like Robin, so many days I felt like robbin' Yeah, I'm off the pack, then I brash, got it on me, I can't lack Blue cheese on me, not no ranch, pull up on me, I got bags Pull up on you, I might crash, pull up on you in a flash I didn't wanna go to class, I can't pass, I go Steve Nash [Outro] [?] Flash goin' brazy on the beat [?] Flash goin' brazy on the beat