Long

Glizzy, what you cookin' up?

Uh, blat, blat

4X, 4X

It's a rich youngin'

Superstar young nigga

Uh huh

Yes sir, uh huh

Huh, huh, uh, uh

Ayy, who said they harder than big 4?

Bitch, my diamonds dance like a disco

Paranoid, I might up if you get close

Twenty blues on me, and my Blick long

My money long and my clip flown

Boy, you would get killed if you look wrong

Zip him up, make him pick out a tombstone

You can't reach me, lil' ho, I'm high, sitting on Pluto

I got this beat from Hollo

I fill my. 50 up with hollows

We in the five-star with models

This lil' freak like to gag and swallow

Say I should turn up her bottle

I'm having racks like I hit the lotto

We turned her one way, narcos

My boy beat that pack out like his heart froze

Big dog, I don't fit in no kennel

Rich nigga, I be on the block like a sender

I'm a pimp, lil' bitch, you can't play with my mental

Sack him off, flex him out, he the man in the middle

Uh, they heard I drop hits and send 'em

I got hoes eating dick in the sprinter

I also got these bitch niggas mad 'cause they can't be me, but if they play, I'ma kill 'em

Ayy, who said they harder than big 4?

Bitch, my diamonds dance like a disco

Paranoid, I might up if you get close

Twenty blues on me, and my Blick long

My money long and my clip flown

Boy, you would get killed if you look wrong

Zip him up, make him pick out a tombstone

You can't reach me, lil' ho, I'm high, sitting on Pluto

He want smoke, then we give a bitch Chemo

He high, we can't find him like Nemo

Set it off in this bitch like Cleo

Drop on his ass, make him dance like he Ne-Yo

Uh, I'm having more cash than a lil' B

I make her go down and deepthroat

My lil' nigga slide 'til the week over

Uh, I just smoked an opp in a pre-roll

I ain't sendin' off shots on the Internet

Fuck nigga, I'm sendin' them steppers

IG beefin', I don't like to get into that

TEC a bitch like Julia's pimples

He step up and get stepped on

Fuck boy better think with his head on

My young boy try to take his head off

He don't give a fuck about a ten flown

Ayy, who said they harder than big 4?

Bitch, my diamonds dance like a disco

Paranoid, I might up if you get close

Twenty blues on me, and my Blick long

My money long and my clip flown

Boy, you would get killed if you look wrong

Zip him up, make him pick out a tombstone

You can't reach me, lil' ho, I'm high, sitting on Pluto

4X, bitch told me I put that drip on

She bringin' head, then she get sent home

My lil' boy like to hit 'til the clip gone

Trap open to everything, get sold

I still can't move, walk around with that stick on me

Stick him up if he play, fuck a diss song

Uh, my youngins share, their mind gone

I hit your block, get busy, then get gone