Gwola

[Intro]

I'm bout that Gwola

I'm bout that Gwola

I'm bout that Gwola

Errybody in the streets they know

[Verse 1: Honey Cocaine]

Bitch I'm bout that Gwola

Honey got green like papa

Rack City spend dollars

All you hoes weak

Got you shopping at Chanel and Prada

Make it all disappear like tada

Oo-wee hit the club its a movie

Your boyfriend stay acting like a groupie

Your level one I call him papa girl

You a bum bitch so if he broke tell him pava

Hasta, La vista baby

I'm ballin'

You still in the bleachers baby

Be a boss ass bitch

I'll teach ya baby

Yes Queen Honey C nice to meet ya baby

Uh, eat good turkey, shrimp, and pasta

I'm addicted to the money, it can not stop

Stunt hard and it kills y'all

Gwola Gwola, dollar dollar bills y'all

[Pre-Chorus: Honey Cocaine]

Get dollars, Get Get Dollars

I ain't fuckin' with it if it ain't bout Gwola

Get dollars, Get Get Dollars

I ain't fuckin' with it if it ain't bout Gwola

[Chorus: Honey Cocaine]

I don't know about these hoes

I get money, you broke

Ball out there with it I go

Errybody in the streets they know

(I'm bout that Gwola

Bitch I'm bout that Gwola

All about that Gwola)

(I'm bout that Gwola

Bitch I'm bout that Gwola

All about that Gwola)

[Honey Cocaine & Kid Ink]

Im bout that Gwola

Im bout that Gwola

[Verse 2: Kid Ink]

I'm bout that Gwola

Hoes get nada

Whole team meeting, got cheese enchiladas

Money talk Ebonics

No stress no sweat, like a muhfuckin sauna

I know you saw us

In the club more shots than a sawed off

Ain't nothing in the closet, knock off

Knock knock who there get ya girl dawg

We on, Live in Toronto

Roll up smoke a O in the West Coast Cali

Move from the hood to the valley

Par 3 backyard don't act caddy

[Pre-Chorus: Honey Cocaine]

Get dollars, Get Get Dollars

I ain't fuckin' with it if it ain't bout Gwola

Get dollars, Get Get Dollars

I ain't fuckin' with it if it ain't bout Gwola

[Chorus: Honey Cocaine]

I don't know about these hoes

I get money, you broke

Ball out there with it I go

Errybody in the streets they know

(I'm bout that Gwola

Bitch I'm bout that Gwola

All about that Gwola)

(I'm bout that Gwola

Bitch I'm bout that Gwola

All about that Gwola)

[Honey Cocaine]

Im bout that Gwola

Im bout that Gwola

[Maino]

Yea

What up Honey

They know

[Verse 3: Maino]

I'm bout that Gwola

Talk money talk dollars

Snapback pair of Mark Jacob visors

Ya girl see me then she vanish like walah

Treat these boys like sons

I'm ya Fasha

They know, They know when I came through

Chicks knew and they go Maino

Then I get my wild on

Style on, spending thousands

In the club with a crown on

And not even my king ways

Black ray, 5 king play

Roll with a king baby

Oh even if they hate me

Real niggas shine greatly

Shirt smelling like cocaine

Honey bout blew

I don't know about these hoes

Money falling out my clothes

You know what I'll holla

Everything bout my dollars

All day about my Gwola

[Pre-Chorus: Honey Cocaine]

Get dollars, Get Get Dollars

I ain't fuckin' with it if it ain't bout Gwola

Get dollars, Get Get Dollars

I ain't fuckin' with it if it ain't bout Gwola

[Chorus: Honey Cocaine]

I don't know about these hoes

I get money, you broke

Ball out there with it I go

Errybody in the streets they know

(I'm bout that Gwola

Bitch I'm bout that Gwola

All about that Gwola)

(I'm bout that Gwola

Bitch I'm bout that Gwola

All about that Gwola)

[Outro: Honey Cocaine]

Im bout that Gwola

Im bout that Gwola

Errybody in the streets they know