Llama

Llama in my hand, big llama, let it rain Caught another opp by hittin' me a stain Hop inside the whip, hit the pack and medicate Shawty need a plug, cannot accommodate Fendi on my belt, I'm shining so bright Three grams on my lip, I'm flying so high Nothing bring me down, got my chopper gripped tight Racks on top of racks coming in every night Money keep callin' my phone, it's a quest line Fiends tryin' to rob me but I stay with the TEC-9 You can't bother me, you want smoke, it's a drive-by Found out you an opp, didn't ride with you the last time Bought a brand new bag worth more than your closet Please come get your thot, got her wetter than a faucet She just want my lude, I could triple all her profits Please don't talk to me, got the chopper in my pocket Always off the bean, catch me zooted off the pack Bubby spent some bands and he made 'em right back Yes I spent a check but now my Glock angry Pull up on your block, if I see you I'll be aiming Yes I need the bands, I don't care about the fame B Cooling with my gang but you'll never see us tame B Smoking gas pack in the Audi, it's a stanky Way too many racks in my pockets, I be lazy Llama in my hand, big llama, let it rain Caught another opp by hittin' me a stain Hop inside the whip, hit the pack and medicate Shawty need a plug, cannot accommodate Fendi on my belt, I'm shining so bright Three grams on my lip, I'm flying so high Nothing bring me down, got my chopper gripped tight Racks on top of racks coming in every night