Prince Charming

[Intro]

Glory Gang

On Foenem Radio

Go 'til you can't fuckin' go no more, nigga

[Verse 1]

Pull up your chair, it's time to eat, boy

Better keep that money, better hope it don't leave, boy

October Forgiatos, look like Halloween, boy

You can be the prince of Chiraq, I'm the king, boy

Kids love a nigga 'cause the joy a nigga bring, boy

Got my heart too, they know it ain't a thing, boy

Call baby, "Pookie," 'cause for Sosa, she a fiend, boy

I'll stop sippin' 'fore I sip some fuckin' green, boy

Lambo' take off, Redbull, I got wings, boy

Sosa hatin' on you, I ain't know that was a thing, boy

That's huh? Bitch

Foenem yellin', "Go" like the light turned green, boy (Ayy, go, go)

Yeah, them ass shots good, but I need you on your knees

Spray one of thesе stankin' ass niggas with Febreze

[Chorus]

Shе said, "I been" (Thinkin' 'bout you), ayy

(Yes, indeed) Oh, you did?

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Huh?)

Why, oh, why?

She said, "I been" (Thinkin' 'bout you), huh?

(Yes, indeed) Oh, you did? (Let's get it)

Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh (Sit gang, uh-uh-uh, on the gang)

Why, oh, why?

[Verse 2]

This shit cost a arm and leg, cars and bread

Takin' big steps, bitch, I'm nine ahead

We been havin' sex, but not in the bed

Told me that it's red, so I got some head

I put on my wheats, went and got some bread

Why you got a stick if it's not in the head?

Nigga, in the club drunk, headlock a nigga head

Threw his ass on the table, threw his ass on his head

Nigga wake up in a hospital bed

Like, "This the last time I said what I shouldn't have said"

Bitch gon' wake up with knots on his head

Thought he was sick, it's balloons on his bed

I been lookin' for the Wockhardt, but I'll sip some red

All I need is a doctor, tell him I need my meds

And my XD brown, so I nicknamed him, "Ted"

Lost my shit when I caught him and my bitch in the bed

High as hell, left my stick in the bed

It's the last time I'm sippin' the red

One puff of Guido, hundred hits in the head

When my granny laid her ass in the bed

Gave her ass a hundred kisses in the head

Granny taught a nigga everything he said

Granny taught a nigga everything he say

Hit the family reunion Lamborghini way

Bitch, we come from playing ball in the craze

Man, I come from bologna on my plate

Might forget, but I mean everything I say

When Chief Sosa pull up, he flexing, pull up

Shittin' on them, pull ups

Hope the law don't pull up

Dashbox so I can have somewhere to put the 'Wood up

Fit crazy, like I'm doing lean ups and kush ups

Boy, you must have hit your fuckin' head and sniffed some good stuff

Never know the whip I'm in, my other shit be put up

I'll be thanking God 'cause I appreciate the little stuff

Ain't in the mud no more, but I'll still pick the mud up

Who would ever know, when I was seven, picking mud up?

When you loading shells in your gun, pick a glove up

Or pick a shirt up

Baby blue Forgiatos, bitch, I dressed 'em like a surgeon

(Baby blue Forgiatos, bitch, I dressed 'em like a surgeon)

[Bridge]

H-U-R-T, they hatin', I see

I got my fire on me, put it on repeat

1800-KING-KEEF if you want some beef

Man, Gucci coat with the pole underneath

Meet me on hundred street, turn it to a haunted street

I'm getting money, nigga, I don't even wanna beef

[Verse 3]

We was at the corner, doing laundry

Bank account got stung by a bumblebee

And my car feel like Superman's under me

Two piece, smoked in one week, nigga, not three

I'll tell you what, stay your ass off our street

Nigga get flatlined in a damn heartbeat

My front yard look like a GTA car meet

I should buy a Demon, use it as an art piece

Bitch, I'm Gucci, double Gs in the car seat

Sold the same rock Jigga seen in Marcy

In the hood, Sosa had Lamborghini speed

It's only right I get a Lamb' for my enemies

It's only right I get a Porsche, jumped off the porch

Your heart drop when the SWAT knock on your door

That's some shit make you jump back on the porch

If you ain't cut, you gon' tell on all your boys

[Outro]

Hey, hey

(If you ain't cut, you gon' tell on all your boys)

Your heart drop when the SWAT knock on your door, huh? (Ayy)

If you ain't cut, you gon' tell on all your boys (Go)

Doo-doo

Your heart drop when the— (Go)

She said

Ayy, she said

Ayy

She said

Ayy, ayy, she said

Ayy (Glory Gang), ayy

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