Brand New Glocc lyrics

[Intro]
I'm smoking on 'za, this b*tch fire, I can't even hit your–
Got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd
Got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd
Got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd
Got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd

[Verse]
Lil' n*gga, I'm smoking on 'za, this b*tch fire, I can't even hit your breeze
Lil' b*tch, hit your knees, she know I'm Baba, b*tch gon' suck on me
I ain't never ever cop no pleas even when I was broke, n*gga, I would've crashed on E
n*gga, they crash bout F, tryna diss me, you gon' fast forward your death
n*gga, we ain't got no ref, no more face shots goin' for that b*tch chest
She don't even like her chest, gave her ten, she went and got new breasts
All your dope be pressed, don't even want it, you can't even pass my tests
I walk in the club and the hoes gon' run in my section, I ain't even been there yet
Everybody know I'm next, young rich bast*rds, n*gga, with NBA check
Lil' n*gga, what's your flex? One of my watches cost all of your neck
These hoes want my sex, when she get it, she ain’t gon' never look back
I know this ain’t no Scat, regular 'Cat, n*gga, I'll jailbreak that
Would've gave that lil' b*tch everythin' under the sun, if she locked down that cat
n*gga, I already had a new house, I'm one of them ones, way before all these checks
n*gga, my house got a gate, I got eight cars, n*gga, I couldn’t cry bought that
n*gga, hit your b*tch don't cry 'bout that
n*gga, hit your b*tch, get high 'bout that
I wouldn't even want that back, n*gga I’m good, I’m over here countin' these racks
n*gga, this a hardwood classic came with the knife
n*gga, this a hardwood classic came with the knife, boy, this a real dope bag
Brand new Glock with a box on that
Brand new Glock with a box on the back
n*gga, I ride with two-three-four-five clips 'cause this b*tch shoot too fast
Brand new Lamb', brand new Urus, I'ma drive too fast
Brand new Urus , what I drive–
Brand new Urus, what I drive too fast
She don't ever trip when I drive so fast
She don't ever trip when I—
She don’t ever trip when I c*m too fast
Cup full of green, you been drinkin' the grass
We got rid of them guns so you do the math
Makin' me–
You makin' me mad so I'm payin' the tab
You making' me mad so I'm payin' the tab
[Outro]
You makin' me–
He owe me a favor
He owe me a favor, they body his– (He owe me a favor, they body his ass)
He owe me a favor, they body his ass (Making' me mad then I'm paying the tab)
I'm a young rich– (We got rid of them guns so you do the math)
He owe me favor, they body his ass
The whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd (Yeah)
Wanna be a young rich bast*rd (For life)
Got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd
Uh, got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd
Got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd
Got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd
Got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd
Got the whole world wanna be a young rich bast*rd
Forever, for life