Gallucci

[Verse 1]
Nigga I’m a talk my shit
I’m a pop my shit
I’m a pimp with a limp
Got a stick in the rear
What’s that in your ear?
Baby that’s a chandelier
Smell the dank in the air
In and out the atmosphere
Love to show you how to ball
Just like the Cavaliers
And I mean it so sincere
Yeah, you gotta persevere
In the Charger switching gears
To the right, how I veer
Waiting for this shit to clear
Stay off of the app
Told the head don’t interfere
Know them niggas watching face
They gon’ try to build a case
Got Gallucci on my case
And a nigga used to starve
But I still say my grace
She see the look up on my face
She don’t wanna come embrace
I think her heart is misplaced
And them steps you retraced
Put you in a good space
Put you in a good place
Boy, he jog to the money
Nigga this is not race
What you doing with your life?
Nigga turned to a waste

[Chorus]
Racks, in the safe, in the vault
Nigga we knocking you off
My mama ain’t raise no hoe
And I’m so high, on a different plateau
These niggas didn’t want me to grow
Got a new bad bitch in her glo
You niggas so sad, y’all niggas broke
None of y’all niggas want smoke, no starch

[Verse 2]
Comme des Garçons, that’s for your heart
You know a nigga, my pockets on large
Galluci my case, know I’m beating the charge
And I get to the cheese, yeah I’m feeling like Farve
My bitch off a yellow, she popping a Bart
We from the hood, all we know is go hard
I’m not a rockstar, my stick a guitar
Shoot that boy from afar, it’s not as bizarre
You must sniff that Lamar, you not up to par
Not on my radar, I hop in the car
I do the dash, digital
Really that nigga don’t wanna get physical
I’m earning residuals
Lately I’m getting that backend residual
Doing no interviews, no
Nigga I ain’t doing no interview
And she gon’ give me good brain like an institute
And I just macked the whole V like Bandicoot
And I’m a go swerve out the lot in a Bentley coupe
And he know his numbers they minuscule
And his money way shorter than this interlude
I’m a big dog baby, I need that Beneful
Know Chris Cash? Yeah he sharper than pencils
I got red lean on me, you know that’s essential

[Chorus]
Racks, in the safe, in the vault
Nigga we knocking you off
My mama ain’t raise no hoe
And I’m so high, on a different plateau
These niggas didn’t want me to grow
Got a new bad bitch in her glo
You niggas so sad, y’all niggas broke
None of y’all niggas want smoke, no starch

[Outro]
None of y’all niggas want smoke, no starch
None of y’all niggas want smoke, no starch
Want smoke, no starch