gillie got gully

for my fam im gilliy da kid two shotguns and a wig deadin all the opp shit cigarette lit bag looking like a po on sum young thug getting money shit trend after trend im still not invited in im allergic to the fake snake never gang shit anyway chase the money on my mind like cars race games to be told not sold falsehood increases the death toll fools think it's only right but in the end all they plans parish like a dead man we are not alike if u never had a 9 to 5 smokein so good the judge lost his soul where i found mine never capp unless i drive the boat her titties out as she brag on her throat exclusive all the other niggas get no loyalty to her is a lifestyle not just a tatt all the seeds learned off the past