A Goat & A Dolphin

Glizock. Core. Let the bands play. Yeah, yeah, Yeah, Yeah. Ayy. Still on that gang shit, no lame shit, No, I can't trust a thot. I'm paper chasin', my bank big, You can tell just by these rocks. You know I pop I talk shit, 'cause I Gets a lot of guap. You know my neck and wrist is real water, Yeah, alkaline and boss. Uh. Money, money, money gettin' taller. And these choppers we got is the largest. Young Mr. Glokk, lil' nigga, I'm the sergeant. You don't really, really, really, really want Problems. Nah, you don't really, really, really want Problems. Send you to the gates, nigga, motherfuck a Doctor. Choppers on choppers, you don't wanna get Chopped up. Who is that? Yeah, it's a goat And a dolphin, uh. Choppers on choppers. Yeah. Choppers on choppers on choppers on choppers. Bah. Smoke like a Rasta. Yeah. My dick fat and so is my pockets. Yeah. Everybody know. What? I keep a bankroll on me and a Rocket. Uh. And a leg, no. Uh-uh. I'm aimin' straight at your motherfuckin' Noggin. Bah. Yeah, yeah. No innocent bystanders, I hit my target. Got 'em. Keep a chopper in the closet. Uh. I brought my fire to party. Uh. Work chrome heart like Ed Hardy. Damn. Promethazine, it got me naughty. Damn. Baby legit like a goddess. But I don't give a fuck 'cause I'm heartless. Yeah, yeah. Uh, I'll never change 'cause I'm just Too solid. Stuck in my ways, got a pistol In the potty. Dumb, dumb money, I'm goin' retarded. I'm havin' my way and they say I'm toxic. I'm straight off the block, I ain't never had A wallet. Two stripes on me, yeah, Drake and Josh. Ayy, shout out to my opps. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Middle fingers to the cops. These niggas hatin' on the kid. What? Tell these niggas stop. I told my teacher when I grow up I Wanna be like Glokk. Now it's a couple years later, bitch, Look at your boy. I just pulled up in that Lambo truck, Then lift up my door. Bitch, I get that dough, I get that dough, I can't get enough. These haters know what's up, yeah, they know it's Us. I be throwin' bullets just like Brady, Come and catch a slug. Throwin' bullets just like Brady, throwin' bullets just like Brady. Fry your ass like some bacon, fry your ass Just like some bacon. Seen him on the E-way, flipped him, now I Don't think he gon' make it. Now I ain't the type of nigga to ask For shit 'cause I'ma take it. At my spizzock countin' moola, walkin' around naked. Remember I used to share my clothes with my Cousin, I used to hate it. Damn. I went and found me a plug. Run it up. Motherfuck that paycheck. Got it. Every day I wake up. What? I'm like, "Where that cake at?"