yung ralph - gwala day lyrics
[hook: young ralph]
i wonder what b-tch imma spar today,should i take the truck, or take the car today
i started with pennys, no hardaway, now i live every day like a holliday
moddles on top of more moddles day, bottles on top of more bottles day
dollars on top of more dollars, the trap keep jumpin, i call it gwala day
[verse 1: young ralph]
i got gwala on me, i got dollars on me, i keep moddles on me
told jaz, get up in the vip with me, i got the b-tches and all the bottles on me
live every day like a holliday, yep, every day gwala day
more dollars on more dollars, ballin hard, couldn’t wait to win
place your oder, i got b-tches, dog
old school 6 inches, dog
new school, right out the factories, with a crystal clear ceeling, dog
all of this gwala, can’t be broke no more
iced out my pinkey, look how it froze
sip on that purple, now i move slow
so many b-tches, i donate a hoe
wake from my sleep, to the gwala i go
taking drink after drink, spending that gwala, you know
sprint that plan b, the gwala ever get low, if it get low, then b-tches might ghost
n-ggas start acting like hoes, probably mad at them hoes
while i’m still stacking gwala, still doing these shows, and this what i’m thinkin while i’m on the road
[hook: young ralph]
i wonder what b-tch imma spar today,should i take the truck, or take the car today
i started with pennys, no hardaway, now i live every day like a holliday
moddles on top of more moddles day, bottles on top of more bottles day
dollars on top of more dollars, the trap keep jumpin, i call it gwala day
[verse 2: young ralph]
stackin up my gwala like i’m mayweather, my gwala up, i’m doing way better
got a hood b-tch, that give good head, but my cali b-tch, she do it way better
been trill, and i stay wetter
numbered matress, i lay there
make a jug full of guala, my b-tch told me i saved better
put the d-ck on her, then shoot the hey vetter
beem on it, it spray better
interior, it’s way leather
big cap, but i ain’t rockin denom
but f-ck it, we spendin all the guala, got doller signs all over the table top
all of these akers, that’s what guala bought
i can’t talk to a b-tch, less it’s bout guala
f-ck your b-tch, then give her some guala
i do it boneless, cause she like to swallo
[hook: young ralph]
i wonder what b-tch imma spar today,should i take the truck, or take the car today
i started with pennys, no hardaway, now i live every day like a holliday
moddles on top of more moddles day, bottles on top of more bottles day
dollars on top of more dollars, the trap keep jumpin, i call it gwala day
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