ThouxanBanFauni - Gladiator lyrics
[ThouxanBanFauni - Gladiator lyrics]
(JV, I love Marseloti)
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
I got sent to Rice Street, gladiator school
How you gon' get me if I make the first move?
Them plates from out of town
I put you on a plate too
Chef Gordon Ramsay had to cook
Him 'cause the nigga food
How you wanna be on top?
You afraid of heights
She talking about she hate me
That's just love out of spite
Got kicked out of my mama house
The trap where I spent the night
Lifting up all them weights
Pumping iron to get hit with this iron
Man, cut it off
Cut you out like me and your supplier
Go big or go home
Big boot and a steel if you feel my desire
Glock with a switch, yeah
This that automatic fire
You a opp, you a bitch
Y'all niggas be going out sad outside
Tryna' flex that 30, had a 9 in his jeans
Had took his fire
Stupid lil' thot, wanna claim young Fauni
You ain't even mine
Spot 'em got 'em, wet him up with his homie
That ain't Heinz
Always on top, don't play catch up
We never behind
Pocket watching, keep count lil' nigga
I'm always on time
Shooting out a Wrangler, it's the wrong one
They had shot young Shyne
I only make bangers
Why the hell you think these kids so hype?
I do it, I do it, y'all niggas all talk
Talking about "you might"
I got sent to Rice Street, gladiator school
How you gon' get me if I make the first move?
Them plates from out of town
I put you on a plate too
Chef Gordon Ramsay had to cook
Him 'cause the nigga food
How you wanna be on top?
You afraid of heights
She talking about she hate me
That's just love out of spite
Got kicked out of my mama house
The trap where I spent the night
Lifting up all them weights
Pumping iron to get hit with this iron
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
I got sent to Rice Street, gladiator school
How you gon' get me if I make the first move?
Them plates from out of town
I put you on a plate too
Chef Gordon Ramsay had to cook
Him 'cause the nigga food
How you wanna be on top?
You afraid of heights
She talking about she hate me
That's just love out of spite
Got kicked out of my mama house
The trap where I spent the night
Lifting up all them weights
Pumping iron to get hit with this iron
Man, cut it off
Cut you out like me and your supplier
Go big or go home
Big boot and a steel if you feel my desire
Glock with a switch, yeah
This that automatic fire
You a opp, you a bitch
Y'all niggas be going out sad outside
Tryna' flex that 30, had a 9 in his jeans
Had took his fire
Stupid lil' thot, wanna claim young Fauni
You ain't even mine
Spot 'em got 'em, wet him up with his homie
That ain't Heinz
Always on top, don't play catch up
We never behind
Pocket watching, keep count lil' nigga
I'm always on time
Shooting out a Wrangler, it's the wrong one
They had shot young Shyne
I only make bangers
Why the hell you think these kids so hype?
I do it, I do it, y'all niggas all talk
Talking about "you might"
I got sent to Rice Street, gladiator school
How you gon' get me if I make the first move?
Them plates from out of town
I put you on a plate too
Chef Gordon Ramsay had to cook
Him 'cause the nigga food
How you wanna be on top?
You afraid of heights
She talking about she hate me
That's just love out of spite
Got kicked out of my mama house
The trap where I spent the night
Lifting up all them weights
Pumping iron to get hit with this iron