Residue

[Intro]
(Damn, Glo, these niggas can't fuck with you)
Uh
(1-30 the producer)
Uh, uh, uh
Alright (Nigga, uh), alright, come on
Nigga
Super Wizz in this bitch
Man, you're always tryna start some shit
Shit, yellow light pictures, nigga

[Verse]
Ayy, bustin' dope down, my fingernails got residue (Uh)
Baby, I'm a real dog nigga, I been tellin' you (Rrr)
You shoppin' over there, that's bullshit they sellin' you (Fuck)
I'll get my chico on the phone and he'll mail it through (Brr, nigga)
(That shit don't even make no sense
Man, you niggas better have that bag ready when you—
You know what I'm sayin'?)
I'm on that Perc', reminiscin' 'bout the dopehole, my nigga (Yeah)
We ain't sittin' gossipin', wе gettin' dope sold, my nigga (Gettin' this shit off)
Need a bitch that's on hеr shit, fuck them broke hoes, my nigga (Damn, Glo, these niggas can't fuck with you)
Soon as wintertime hit, I'm goin' Frozone, my nigga (Ice)
Get up off your ass, better go and get a bag or somethin' (Nigga)
I done bent the corner, came through fast, I was spazzin' somethin' (Vroom)
I'm in Neimans Marcus spendin' a bag, runnin' the tab up
Crackers hit the block soon as I had done cut my slab up (Damn, damn, damn)
Had to throw my damn dope, now a nigga mad as fuck (Fuck)
Man, that ho was on some throwed shit, I made her pack it up (Get the fuck from 'round me, ho)
Why these niggas goin' flat? I'm in the cut stackin' up (Nigga)
You ain't talkin' 'bout no money, gotta make you wrap it up, nigga

[Outro]
Go'n wrap that shit up, nigga
You ain't talkin' 'bout no motherfuckin' money, why is you even talkin' to Super Wizz, nigga?
That shit don't even make no sense, man
You niggas better have that bag read when you—
You know what I'm sayin'?
(Damn, Glo, these niggas can't fuck with you)
(1-30 the producer)