Текст песни Globalist - WENDIGO

My gang number 1, we the 1 percent
My gang number 1, we the 1 percent
Your gang not that up, yall 99 percent
You work at jamba juice, and stress paying your rent
Your bitch on onlyfans cause you broke as fuck
My gang number 1, we the 1 percent
I′m in a penthouse, you live in a tent
I turn your bitch into my bitch and that bitch getting bent
Hater talk, do not enter my ear, I got the Iron Dome
Free Palestine, please stand down Israel
I stand in solidarity against the world's biggest threats
Big ass NOD of money stretch long as a fire hose
And you know my dispatch long as a fire hose
I got look at these, you got what are those
You drive Toyota Prius, I drive a (?) Lambo
I just what to do, buy for no reason
I don′t fuck with all these hoes, they be (?)
I own my whole crib, bitch you be leasin'
You preachin' Marxism, bitch that be treason
I′m a capitalist, everyday I′m steezin'
I made a million off the market last season
Project growth
It goin up
I′m chasin' that bag like I′m kodak black
I'm sippin′ PBR straight out the tap
I just bought an apple watch, I'm Steve Jobs
I pull up, I'm making jobs, I′m a CEO

Oh shit the beat getting hella crazy here oh fuck

I special (?) on shoes, then proceed to step in shit
I went back to the store and bought a new pair cause I′m rich
22 years old, I got more money than your pops
When I was 13 I had more money man than your mom (I did)

Margiela shoes, I've mastered the blues
I′m proficient, In every daw
That's why my dick, in yo bitches jaw
I do what I want, whenever I want
Bape collab with cause
Rocket Launcher LAW
Bape to the feet, Huzzah
Rocket Launcher, RPG
I shoot I hit bitch, I′m Jamsheed
Shiny ass belt, Big BB
Nut on her face, That's a Juan Deag
I entered the crib, I play Half-Life 3
Half of these bars written by Troy
The gang pull up, the gang deploy
Yall some fags, Yall some toys
Spider gang doing a show in Hanoi
Gettin that Green Bok Choy
Half of these bars written by Troy
Video boutta get made by Troy
Global Pandemic, Soy boys
Global Pandemic, E-Girls
Global Pandemic, COVID-19
I got the bag, what else I Need
Money on me, that′s the vaccine
Troy ain't get vaccinated He's worried about his DNA
He worried that the needle go in his arm and fuck up his RNA

I got the vaccine, cause life is a gamble
I made a hundred racks, without using sandals
I fuck with Joe Biden, all he do is ramble
I run to the money, all yall gettin′ trampled
I run to the money like Lil Yachty
Troy making videos everyday of the week
Christ listen to Chief Keef everyday of the week
I heard he thought he was at least ten times a day
I get payed at least ten times a day
So many clothes, they thought I was gay
So many bitches, they thought I was gay
I′m not (?) cause I fuck with the gays
I ain't smokin′ no (?) get that shit out my face
I smoke cigarettes, they thought I was gay
If you pass me the blunt, it better be laced
I'm shootin′ these guns, they thought I was gay
Christ smokin' weed five times a minute
If you seem "(?)" you know that I′m in it
I love money, I love counting digits
Made a hundred racks but I'm not signed

Oh shit the beat gettin' hella crazy again oh fuck

I just bought PBR, not the beer, the company
They were hella aight
They fuck with me
Bad bitches keep me company
We playing Battlefield: Bad Company
I′ll pull up in a submarine
Orange still the same color as Tangerine