text: Tryna see what we livin for
  I am sayin, man I am livin for GLO
  What you livin for? We GLOd all up
  Blood Gang, Mula Gang, nigga
  Woo!
  Rip Cap, ayy
  Gang!
  Bitch Im livin for Blood
  It get bloody hit, bitch, aint no love
  All my niggas gon give me a purp
  All Designer, Im fly like a bug
  Made them racks just to step in the club
  Fresh as hell like I stepped in a tub
  Wanna talk thats full of money in my condo
  Niggas killed Blood Money cause they know what I know
  They know what I was since I was young
  I know niggas finessin the juug
  I know niggas in front of that judge
  I do what I do bitch you cant judge
  I know niggas who stuck in the trap
  I know niggas who aint gotta rap
  Bitch, Im cappin and I think that Im Cap
  Bitch, Im cappin so I be Cap, uh
  Wooah, Abandoned 
  Trap House 
  Trap House 
  Glod all up
  Big Glo
  Put the cameras on me, Glo Gang
  You can tell opp nigga look dirty
  See the glo niggas get nerves
  Twelve gauges and thirties
  Twenty five thousands for a version
  Black steel shit still purging
  Keep dope stash in the torsion
  Nigga for a lick got guns and bricks
  Imma leave a nigga dead no worries
  Nigga, I aint never been scared
  I like bald head pussy no hairy 
  Big guap on me and bad lil bitch
  She remind me of Hally Berry
  Money only thing Ima marry
  Got a AK same height as KayKay
  On JayJay yall niggas look scared
  Got me fucked up
  They got me fucked up man
  Blood, whoaa
  Talk to me baby
  Does any body know
  Dont nobody know
  They took Big Glo, so I dont know what I am livin for 
  They took Big Glo, so I am runnin this shit, puttin everybody shit on the floor 
  Big Glo left me Choppas and MACs, so whats up with you nigga, I am ready for war 
  See a opp, roll on, pull on any nigga block, let the doors on him 
  Where I am from, in the field, keep em poles on em 
  Late night like a high, tryna pour something 
  Out early, totin guns, where birds hummin 
  Shorties hallow 4-7 when the jakes comin 
  Real nigga from the streets and I had nothing 
  I was into shootin guns, wasnt into hustlin 
  And if you run up on the GLO, it must be when his top split 
  And I aint talkin Makaways but we got the hot shit 
  Woo!
  Glo in Heaven Big Glo
  Does anybody know?
  Does anybody know?
  Gang!