Gilligan by Knotz ET Lyrics
[HOOK]
I got some snakes in the grass
Tryin my best to get rid of em
Niggas be fake n they mad
Really I never was feelin' em
I Left jakes in the past
Junkies , still trynna get rid of em
I hear the hate in the back
Till I pop out w/ a million
I Got a bitch, she bad
I take her to a pavilion
I need a victory lap
Im not a normal civilian
Im trynna count up a bag
Till my finger can't feel again
On the block , feel like Gilligan
Im hungry & ready to kill again
[VERSE 1]
Hit em up & we double back
Got shooters inside of a mini van
Goin up , touch bigger racks
Bitch im the plug fuck a middle man
From the mud , im a business man
Catch a slug , trynna be the man
Neverland , like peter pan
Can't join em , gotta beat em then
I buy the shop If I want to
I cannot stop If i want to
I got a whip , I want two
I got a bitch , she want two
Bars be hittin like kung fu
Its a combo nigga 1 2
Cap in they rap , ion want to
Keepin it real, like a Don do
Streets wild , bronx zoo
Play foul , what you gon do ?
Ran up n they wronged u
Stay hit , or you gon shoot ?
Bam bow , its a man down
Dry blood , white-T brown
Lil jugg , can't breath now
Lil thug , won't be found
18 with a bank roll
I go where you can't go
Lay low , so they can't know
Imma slide in a tank tho
My prime , its my time
My grind , is my pride
All Ride & we all shine
Im on that shit for real
[HOOK]
I got some snakes in the grass
Tryin my best to get rid of em
Niggas be fake n they mad
Really I never was feelin' em
I Left jakes in the past
Junkies , still trynna get rid of em
I hear the hate in the back
Till I pop out w/ a million
I Got a bitch, she bad
I take her to a pavilion
I need a victory lap
Im not a normal civilian
Im trynna count up a bag
Till my finger can't feel again
On the block , feel like Gilligan
Im hungry & ready to kill again
[VERSE 2]
Side bitch , trynna be my lil main
Barely remember her name
Old friends trynna smoke a lil jane
But we ain't ballin the same
Came through when I got a lil fame
You wasn’t there for the pain
I do , yea I married the game
What you on , what you claim ?
All in , we ain't pickin no sides
Is you down for the ride ?
45 & it stay on the guys
For this shit we a die
Dont lie , trynna act all tuff
My niggas callin ya bluff
Dont hide , when the shit get rough
You better show em wassup
I got some snakes in the grass
Tryin my best to get rid of em
Niggas be fake n they mad
Really I never was feelin' em
I Left jakes in the past
Junkies , still trynna get rid of em
I hear the hate in the back
Till I pop out w/ a million
I Got a bitch, she bad
I take her to a pavilion
I need a victory lap
Im not a normal civilian
Im trynna count up a bag
Till my finger can't feel again
On the block , feel like Gilligan
Im hungry & ready to kill again
[VERSE 1]
Hit em up & we double back
Got shooters inside of a mini van
Goin up , touch bigger racks
Bitch im the plug fuck a middle man
From the mud , im a business man
Catch a slug , trynna be the man
Neverland , like peter pan
Can't join em , gotta beat em then
I buy the shop If I want to
I cannot stop If i want to
I got a whip , I want two
I got a bitch , she want two
Bars be hittin like kung fu
Its a combo nigga 1 2
Cap in they rap , ion want to
Keepin it real, like a Don do
Streets wild , bronx zoo
Play foul , what you gon do ?
Ran up n they wronged u
Stay hit , or you gon shoot ?
Bam bow , its a man down
Dry blood , white-T brown
Lil jugg , can't breath now
Lil thug , won't be found
18 with a bank roll
I go where you can't go
Lay low , so they can't know
Imma slide in a tank tho
My prime , its my time
My grind , is my pride
All Ride & we all shine
Im on that shit for real
[HOOK]
I got some snakes in the grass
Tryin my best to get rid of em
Niggas be fake n they mad
Really I never was feelin' em
I Left jakes in the past
Junkies , still trynna get rid of em
I hear the hate in the back
Till I pop out w/ a million
I Got a bitch, she bad
I take her to a pavilion
I need a victory lap
Im not a normal civilian
Im trynna count up a bag
Till my finger can't feel again
On the block , feel like Gilligan
Im hungry & ready to kill again
[VERSE 2]
Side bitch , trynna be my lil main
Barely remember her name
Old friends trynna smoke a lil jane
But we ain't ballin the same
Came through when I got a lil fame
You wasn’t there for the pain
I do , yea I married the game
What you on , what you claim ?
All in , we ain't pickin no sides
Is you down for the ride ?
45 & it stay on the guys
For this shit we a die
Dont lie , trynna act all tuff
My niggas callin ya bluff
Dont hide , when the shit get rough
You better show em wassup