Lyrics Front Gate - Giggs , Puffy L'z

Yah man
Uh
Lets get it
Huh
Awoolay
Hah hah hah hah hah
I'm just tryna get a bag (bag)
I'm just tryna hit the mall and pop some tags (pop pop)
S and one, eight seven eight (hah)
Puffy L'z hollow man, awoolay (uh)
Batman whip, no license plate (shh)
Hunnid Malis outside, front gate (front gate)
Keep it on the low, no face (no face)
Tell your chick slow wind, a little waist (a little waist)
Batman duh nuh nuh nah nah
Top Mali, eat my rice with banana
I'm cool with Jamaicans (hah)
Why they still hatin'
Halal boy, tell the waiter no bacon (no thanks)
See the men in the section they be shakin' (huh)
[?] this money we be makin' (count it up)
Never chase it, 'cause we can replace it (uh)
Fast cars, NASA, you can call it "spaceships" (you can)
Uh, let me get on some bossy sh*t (hol' up hol' up)
Clean up nice, you know I'm on some saucy sh*t (hah)
Flex for flex, disrespect
And don't be comin' for the squad we goin' check for check (errr)
I'm just tryna get a bag (bag)
I'm just tryna hit the mall and pop some tags (pop pop)
S and one, eight seven eight (hah)
Puffy L'z hollow man, awoolay (uh)
Batman whip, no license plate (shh)
Hunnid Malis outside, front gate (front gate)
Keep it on the low, no face (no face)
Tell your chick slow wind, a little waist (ah)
I'm up in the place with the set
N*ggas gotta take that respect
I don't really f*ck with the n*ggas
They just imitate what we rep (fake)
And there's no debates on my takes
You made a mistake, I'm the best (I'm the best)
Any time I drop me a banner
I just want to play somethin' fresh (bah)
Always talkin' (yeah)
N*ggas on that silly talkin' (talkin')
Pus*y c*nt, you see me walkin' (yeah)
Everything's organic, never see me force it (force it)
Gangster when I'm steppin' but you see me corporate (sheesh)
She gave me the pus*y now she's feeling awkward (yeah)
I'm just like "what's happenin'" but I'm really cautious (yeah)
N*ggas runnin' 'round thinkin' its a race
And that just got me thinkin' 'bout the hare and tortoise (haha)
Hyper traction, hollow man's the hyper traction
Thriller when I'm Michael Jackson (hah)
Sprinkle with some pack I think its time to tax 'em (tax 'em)
Slap up Instagram don't need to write a caption
I'm just tryna get a bag (bag)
I'm just tryna hit the mall and pop some tags (pop pop)
S and one, eight seven eight (hah)
Puffy L'z hollow man, awoolay (awoolay)
Ah
Shhhh
Chee
Uh