GLA lyrics
by Leeky G Bando
[Intro: Stunna Gambino]
They know I'm the biggest f*cking vulture, uh
But I throw up that bumble bee, uh
Death to my enemies, I be GLA drifting with Leeky G, uh, uh, uh
Every baller hang out the V, uh, uh
They know I'm the biggest f*cking vulture
[Chorus: Stunna Gambino & Leeky G Bando]
They know I'm the biggest f*cking vulture, uh (Flaa)
But I throw up that bumble bee, uh
Death to my enemies, I be GLA drifting with Leeky G, uh (GLA drift on n*ggas, flaa)
Every baller hang out the V, uh ( Brrt the, like, look)
Don't f*ck around, I let off gun sounds (That structure)
[Verse 1: Leeky G Bando]
I got the GLA driftin' on 'em, know we spendin' some bands when we in the spot
I'm off designer drugs, catch a lot of slugs if he dare reach for my watch
Like they know I'm Rosé sippin', slatt sh*t, slimey, LV drippin'
They catch a face shot if he tempted, now the paramedics gotta lift 'em
Fresh off a bond out, uh
They got Jordan in his prime now, uh
Everything that I do for Dubai now
And I can see you through these dark clouds, uh
And all of this sh*t ain't just start now, like (At all)
And I'm just playin' my part now
[Chorus: Stunna Gambino & Leeky G Bando]
They know I'm the biggest f*cking vulture, uh (Flaa)
But I throw up that bumble bee, uh
Death to my enemies, I be GLA drifting with Leeky G, uh (GLA drift on n*ggas, flaa)
Every baller hang out the V, uh ( Brrt the, like, look)
Don't f*ck around, I let off gun sounds (That structure)
[Verse 2: Stunna Gambino]
40 go glaa-glaa-boom, uh, all my structures is extra sturdy
We them shot clock goons, uh, and they know Luva keep a thirty
Luva keep a thirty, clip see-through with the laser, don't f*ck around
They know I'm the hottest youngin' in my f*ckin' city, causin' pain in a n*gga's town, uh
[Bridge: Stunna Gambino]
Causin' pain in a n*gga's town
Luva got the thirty don't f*ck around, Luva got the thirty don't f*ck around
Luva got the thirty don't f*ck around, Luva got the, uh (Flaa)
[Chorus: Stunna Gambino & Leeky G Bando]
They know I'm the biggest f*cking vulture, uh (Flaa)
But I throw up that bumble bee, uh
Death to my enemies, I be GLA drifting with Leeky G, uh (GLA drift on n*ggas, flaa)
Every baller hang out the V, uh ( Brrt the, like, look)
Don't f*ck around, I let off gun sounds (That structure)