No Hook Gang lyrics

by

808 Mafia


[Verse 1: Andy Milonakis]
Milonakis b*tch, there are killers in my clique
Glo boy, dough boy, gorillas in the mist
Your Bentley ain't sh*t, and your 'Rari ain't sick
I'm above money 'cause money don't exist
The meditating heavyweight pouring out a fifth
Now you see my dark side, I am Lord Sith
Invisible watches on my fat wrist
And if you're that b*tch, you can get a fat di*k
Who you think you're working? No, not me
I'm live-er than your internet ready TV
I stayed Glo'd up like a firefly, firefly
I'm higher than high, leave you lying in lie
And I'm blowing stronger O's than Oprah
'Cause b*tch I'm deeper than f*cking Deepak Chopra, b*tch

[Bridge: Chief Keef]
Ayy, b*tch
Ayy, b*tch
Glo Gang, b*tch, ayy

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]
My pistol come through singin' on the low
This ain't for them and you him you know, ayy
I pull up, I come through lay 'em on the floor
I got cake on the floor and cake up on my True's
I got cake in my pocket, cake up on my shoe
If you ain't talking about the cake, it ain't got sh*t to do with me
I come through chopper G-Un
'Cause we heard you got that Yayo, the Bank, and you got 50 piece
You better have your f*cking Young Buck
Come through with that Mack Maine, bullet skateboard, Weezy-We
You better have your f*cking mob deep
'Cause the heat and the fees be my prodigy
Lil boy, I was up trapping when y'all was sleep
Me and Benji we had went out to eat
It's Blood Gang, I'ma come through drippin' all week
I got swag dripping out my f*cking palm key
Usually I come through in a 'Rari
Now I don't give a motherf*ck about it
I'm a Glo boy, grown boy, what you know, B?
You don't know sh*t, 'til I have my barrel glowing
Pull up, pull off, why you got a slow leak?
You want beef? You can have a proper hogie
I come through clip longer than a mess on police
I got shells that spell every letter in ho sh*t
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