[Hook: Shy Glizzy] Hundred thousand up in my wall (racks) Fuck I look like signin'? Let me sign y'all Bitch I know you better answer when the don call Or I'ma hit my second bitch like John Wall John Wall, John Wall I'm ballin' on these niggas like I'm John Wall John Wall, John Wall I keep me 2 pistols, call me John Wall
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] All these niggas stallers, I'm a damn starter Big Glizzy, baby, I'm a shot caller All my niggas look like they just left from ball hoggin' And your niggas look like they just left the beauty parlor It don't cost a fuckin' cent to keep it real Shit don't make no sense, these niggas ain't street for real Young boy you so ill, shoot your ass like Bill Glizzy Gang no chill, better keep your steel I'm not committed, I got 2 bitches I got a couple send me nude pictures They say don't no nigga kick it the way you kick it I think I might hop in the shoe business
[Hook: Shy Glizzy]
[Verse 2: Lil Mouse] Fuck I look like signin'? Let me sign y'all All these diamonds in my chain, I just might blind y'all I keep 2 shooters with me, call me John Wall You wanna act, he grab that MAC and he gon' blam y'all Magic Johnson in that clip but he let 9 off All these shooters on my roster shoot like John Wall Me and Glizzy in that 'Rari with the top off Stephen Curry and that Glock 4 shoot your top off I got a hundred Franklins in my Balmain In my hood, them shorties shootin' like a gun range Niggas runnin', hoppin' gates when them guns aim Ridin' 'round, blowin' gas, call it propane