Glo Zuro 47

[Intro]
Young nigga, been rich, young nigga, still flexing, still having
Young nigga Witch Gang

[Verse 1: Glosuka]
Oh, that's your bitch, huh? Where she at?
I'm with Mag, bet he pull up with the TEC, uh
If you gon' pull up, better pull up with the backup
One look and I knew them boys was wack, uh
One look, man, she had a heart attack, uh
One call, man, now them boys is flat, uh
One call, man, now them boys is splat, uh
Pull up, gloves on, all black, uh
Bro, you know we had to wack him
He was trying to do the song, but you know I had to tax him
Looking back and I'm laughing
Now I'm going coach, do the shit you can't imagine

[Verse 2: Zuro]
And he say he in the trap, but he ain't trapping
Niggas pull up on your block, then we get to clapping
Yeah, I'm with my nigga Glo, and you know we tapped in
Riding with that switchy, we gon' turn him to a fraction
Yeah, we in the club, nigga, bitches throwing ass
Yeah, we in the club, nigga, throwing all the cash
If I see them lights, then I got to hit the dash
They was on dick, so I left them in the past, so I left them in the past

[Verse 3: St47ic]
Witch Gang, we got hella scopes
Pull up on your fucking ho', pull up and we fuck her throat
I don't give no fuck, ain't no lacking, yeah, I got to tote
Niggas hating on the gang, nigga, grab a fucking rope
Tie that shit around your neck, fucking choke
Give a fuck about what you rep or what you throw up
1c, Witch Gang, Reapwrld, we about to go up
In the back with your bitch and she give her throat up
I'm with Glo in the back and we throwing fours up
Young nigga, [?] motherfucking froze up
Iced out, nigga, yeah, I'm fucking froze up
Claiming that you icy, but I'm fucking colder