Lyrics

[Chorus: Yung Ralph] I wonder what bitch Imma spar today,should I take the truck, or take the car today I started with pennys, no hardaway, now I live every day like a holliday Moddles on top of more moddles day, bottles on top of more bottles day Dollars on top of more dollars, the trap keep jumpin, I call it Gwala Day [Verse 1: Yung Ralph] I got Gwala on me, I got dollars on me, I keep moddles on me Told Jaz, get up in the VIP with me, I got the bitches and all the bottles on me Live every day like a holliday, yep, every day Gwala Day More dollars on more dollars, ballin hard, couldn't wait to win Place your oder, I got bitches, dog Old school 6 inches, dog New school, right out the factories, with a crystal clear ceeling, dog All of this Gwala, can't be broke no more Iced out my pinkey, look how it froze Sip on that Purple, now I move slow So many bitches, I donate a hoe Wake from my sleep, to the Gwala I go Taking drink after drink, spending that Gwala, you know Sprint that plan b, the Gwala ever get low, if it get low, then bitches might ghost Niggas start acting like hoes, probably mad at them hoes While I'm still stacking Gwala, still doing these shows, and this what I'm thinkin while I'm on the road [Chorus: Yung Ralph] I wonder what bitch Imma spar today,should I take the truck, or take the car today I started with pennys, no hardaway, now I live every day like a holliday Moddles on top of more moddles day, bottles on top of more bottles day Dollars on top of more dollars, the trap keep jumpin, I call it Gwala Day [Verse 2: Yung Ralph] Stackin up my Gwala like I'm Mayweather, my gwala up, I'm doing way better Got a hood bitch, that give good head, but my Cali bitch, she do it way better Been trill, and I stay wetter Numbered matress, I lay there Make a jug full of Guala, my bitch told me I saved better Put the dick on her, then shoot the Hey Vetter Beem on it, it spray better Interior, it's way leather Big cap, but I ain't rockin Denom But fuck it, we spendin all the Guala, got doller signs all over the table top All of these akers, that's what Guala bought I can't talk to a bitch, less it's bout Guala Fuck your bitch, then give her some Guala I do it boneless, cause she like to swallo [Chorus: Yung Ralph] I wonder what bitch Imma spar today,should I take the truck, or take the car today I started with pennys, no hardaway, now I live every day like a holliday Moddles on top of more moddles day, bottles on top of more bottles day Dollars on top of more dollars, the trap keep jumpin, I call it Gwala Day