Gwala

Ay Motif, turn me up on them headphones bro YCee what's happening? Y'all already know what it is, man, outchea Tryna get this gwala baby, hahahaha Supermodel on the floor (woo) She be working on the pole (eyy) She be working for the dough (damn) And she be working for some more (hahaha) Me, I be popping my collar (iyeeea) You got business, you should holla (Jones) You ain't messing with the gwala (get 'em) You ain't messing with the gwala (raaah) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (iyeeeah) You ain't messing with the gwala (eyy) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (le gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (iyeeeah) I be getting groupie lovin' (woo) Black girls and them white chicks They be lovin' how I cut it (Jones) 'Cause they ain't seen no nigga like this Rubber band on the wrist (wrist) That means I be countin' the gwala (gwala) 100 grand on the bitch (bitch) I know she be yearnin' to holla (iyeeeah) A1's on 'em feet, hoe Black jeans with the Balmain Never slang crack in the streets though But I pack heat like a road gang Dope lines, me I got those So these rappers couldn't take it far Street niggas call me Pablo 'Cause they know I got them escobars Side chick got a big ass But I gotta say, she a little dumb I supply dick then I dip fast 'Cause my main chick always get it done I don't know how I get 'em (get 'em) All I know is I hit 'em (hit 'em) My whole life's like a riddle (riddle) They always want me in the middle Kakiitika mi' nitamkuta (woo) Na kakipita mi' na lugha Na kakijipa mi' nitamgusa (aaii) Na kakishika ita Uber (iyeeeah) Supermodel on the floor (woo) She be working on the pole (ayy) She be working for the dough (damn) And she be working for some more (hahaha) Me, I be popping my collar (iyeeeah) You got business, you should holla (Jones) You ain't messing with the gwala (get 'em) You ain't messing with the gwala (raaah) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (iyeeeah) You ain't messing with the gwala (eyy) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (le gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (iyeeeah) These bitches is all in my phone (phone) They cannot leave me alone ('lone) They wanna f with the Jones These bitches is dyin' to bone So I just hit it 'til six in the morn' 'Cause of the booze that I'm on I tap in it, and then I'll be gone I'm totally up in my zone Uh, club stay lit when I roll up, everybody wanna get turnt (yeah) If the roof's on fire, we don't care, my nigga, let them mother f burn (yeah) Doesn't get any better than this, so y'all take notes and learn (yeah) And if it ain't cash, no offence, but we ain't really not concerned For real, I'm really not concerned Everybody really not gon' earn Check out my super ex-girlfriend Kill Bills like Uma Thurman I ain't gon' wait on my turn Right now you boys gon' learn I swear you boys gon' learn Ha-ha-ha Yeah, hello, I'm Young Carter (hello) I'm only here for the gwala Gwala that rhymes with the dollar You got business, you should holla I want the money and long stacks Free business, what do you call that? My dad will be pissed if he heard that So I am not fucking with all that Got cheese on my son, said like Alfredo pasta And said that money way longer than dreads on a rasta Get to a point where I'm thuggin' in cash Y'all gotta pay me in Grammys and Oscars Bread on my mind, goal on my conscious Yo' chick visit you, but she live on my boxers Getting so big everywhere that I go I'm gonna need me an army of bouncers Lately, I've been feeling like Pablo (Pablo) Money, power like narcos See the money with my eyes closed Chop the money like some nachos Oh God, no be lie Swear down, me no lie Got the whole club jumpin' We turnin' up like Maasai Turning up like we crazy Niggas know that we wavy Niggas can't afford to pay me Wi, wi, wi, with me Wait a minute, let me learn Khaligraph you the man And you know Jagaban Ain't nobody badder than Supermodel on the floor (woo) She be working on the pole (eyy) She be working for the dough (damn) And she be working for some more (hahaha) Me, I be popping my collar (iyeeeah) You got business, you should holla (Jones) You ain't messing with the gwala (get 'em) You ain't messing with the gwala (raaah) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (iyeeeah) You ain't messing with the gwala (eyy) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (le gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (gwala) You ain't messing with the gwala (iyeeeah) Hehehehe Ghana Link up, daddy Yo, shout out Khaligraph Jones one time and shout out the whole 254 We pop the shillings, the dollars, the pounds, the rands, the naira The fucking gwala, baby Hahahaha