Yeah, Gilla House

Fu-fu, fu, fuck da security...

Money on my mind, doc on the grind

I ain't on Billboard tryin' to climb

Killa on set, don't press rewind

I'm like the thirty-somethin' year-old Lebron

Boy I'm fucked up, way past tipsy

Smoke on my lung, tequila on my kidney

Grown man boi, I land on the water

So move back before you get caught in the rotor

I'm like the G4 to your General Motors

Y'all take orders, red in like Otis

You're all game novice, doc's a pro

I'm a boss like I married Diana Ross!

Roll through da hood like

FUCK DA SECURITY!

Walk in the club like

FUCK DA SECURITY!

Smoke on my blunt like

FUCK DA SECURITY!

If you not da hood type?

YOU NEED SECURITY!

'Cause when I do a show, I rely on my gros, they pick me up off the flo'

(FUCK DA SECURITY!)

'Cause I'm too high and drunk from jumpin' up in da crowds

Security like: "Fuck you, yo!"

(FUCK DA SECURITY!)

[Verse 2]

That's how I roll, fuck da security

They're everywhere look, can't even urinate

I'm the last nigga that get intimidated

Don't get it then, let me reiterate

Boi I'm a hustla, throwin' them knuckles up

Walk in the restaurant, hand on your juggla

Ride in the BM, better buckle up

Dat game rumblin', bricks gon' double up

I tee off hoes, look how my putter up

Old folks say I cut her off, lil' sum sum

Only one champion and you're the runner up

Coo coo for Cocoa Puffs, watch when I perch him up

D O C, guzzlin' Hennessey

Fuck da club nigga, and FUCK SECURITY!!!!

'Cause when I do a show, I rely on my gros, they pick me up off the flo'

(FUCK DA SECURITY!)

'Cause I'm too high and drunk from jumpin' up in da crowds

Security like: "Fuck you, yo!"

(FUCK DA SECURITY!)

[Hook x2]