[Intro]
Bages in the bando

[Chorus]
Lil Guido, I'm from K-Town
Run up, get laid down
Been balling since a young'n, I ain't talking 'bout no playground
Big dog, like a greyhound
I'm going up, can't stay down
They said I ain't gon' make it, but now look at how these lames sound

[Verse]
I told you I'ma do this, I just had to pursue it
I keep a 52 it, man ain't talking 'bout Rick Lewis
I'm too sick, just like Lupus, you act like you ain't knew this
Tryna pull up in a Beamer, y'all can keep the Buick
Hot boy, I keep a Glock, boy, you ain't a block boy
Stop boy, you can get dropped boy, I'm like a rock, boy
Counting up my dough, like pizzeria, that's a lot, boy
Cutting up 'em with the whole gang, like a convoy
Big drum, you can get some, you's the victim
Trap way, off of loud pack, gotta (?)
Always gotta keep it on me, you would think that I'm a pilgrim
Never stop the hustle 'cause I need to get these millions
No hesi, I need these dead prezis
Get plenty, I need to keep steady
Machete, you know I'm too deadly
My pockets have been getting hella weight, too heavy
Go crazy, get bands on the daily
Too wavy, y'all just too lazy
Big Glocks, and shots like Tom Brady
I got this on my own, y'all be acting too shady
Pop it, I'm getting profit, ain't gonna stop it
Got it, she wanna ride up, in my cockpit
Keep it with me in the city, 'cause I'm way too hot
You know I got the drip, I need some more neck, come and mob me

[Chorus]
Lil Guido, I'm from K-Town
Run up, get laid down
Been balling since a young'n, I ain't talking 'bout no playground
Big dog, like a greyhound
I'm going up, can't stay down
They said I ain't gon' make it, but now look at how these lames sound