G L O G A N G (Ft. Andy Milonakis)

[Hook]
G-L-O-G-A-N-Money, we get plenty
Thots, we get plenty
Niggas can't come near we
Cause niggas out here snakes
Niggas act like they your friend, they fake
They want the food up on your plate
They want your shoes, they want your skates

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
I'm bout my money, all of that
SuWu, I'm captain
Know she [bad word] me cause my money planted on the caniac
Comin' through, hit me like, we ain't' worried, we got some racks
That's a lot of money on the table, you know we gotta get that
Bad [bad word]  gotta hit that
Got a flat [bad word] and [?] mad
[?] two fat joke
Diamonds on me, they always get mad
Tryna take my [bad word]  I'm tellin' you man
I'm gon' blow my gun, bang bang bang
I ain't feelin' you man
Diamonds in my chain, bling bling bling
Yours look [bad word] man [bad word] call my phone, ring ring ring
You think yours looks prettier man
Finna smoke some loud, I swear I can't hear you man
I be ballin' out, I think I'm Kobe Durant

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Andy Milonakis]
Got more pints than a blood drive
Pouring fourths, this is mud life
Up in PJs, that's how we fly
They see our wrists and they ask me why
Sosa and Sachi, we gonna catch this hommi
G-L-O Gang, we about to catch this body
Cut the tennis ball, hide the crack in it
People thought I'm actin'
Young Sachi trappin'
You know I'm s-s-strappin'
Chicago to Manhattan
And you know my boys that always be clappin'
Bang bang, now 300
Andy Milonakis, [bad word] you don't want it, [bad word] 
[Hook]