Light Heist
    (专辑: The GloFiles, Pt. 2 - 2018)
    
    All right like a 
nightlight  So much cash that my pockets look pregnant  They all know I'm knocked up  Like a 
nightlight, stop at the 
stoplight  Drove off, ran the 
red light, there the 
cops is  Tryna put me into lock up  Remember having rocks in my timbos  Ran off with the 
coke money  Pull up, bounce out the 
all-white thing  That there is a 
snow bunny   The 
car all right like a 
nightlight  Ain't gon' stop at the 
stoplight  I 
sip Barney, you sip stop signs, yea that sounds about right  I 
wear astronaut clothes  Pull up, foreign be Kongos  Take 300 outta Wells Fargo  I'm waiving, no bar-codes  You see your reflection in my ice  I 
left you, boy you not bright  My bitch so bad that it's not nice  Say I 
ain't gettin top then it's bye-bye  You smoking on low, boy you not high  I 
keep spinach like Popeye  Brown bag full of cash, no white rice  All the 
cash out the 
bank, that's a 
light heist   Pull up, peeking out the 
car, no samples  Let the 
mac out the 
top, no sun roof  Throwing cash out the 
top, I'ma bank-teller  Ride the 
car like I 
rode the 
mongoose  Fill yo block up til it's no more  Hear the 
SoundClick, no Johnny Juliano  I'm on the 
high speed OJ and the 
bronco  Got the 
Yao Ming and Mutombo  I 
be with Smokey and the 
bandits  You a 
cat but you be with the 
rat pack  Running for the 
ball, intercept that  If I 
don't, that's where you get sacked at  Party too hot like crisco, pop pop  I 
got enough cream for the 
whole cafe no hard rock  Remember having rocks in my timbos  Ran off with the 
coke money  Pull up, bounce out the 
all-white thing  That there is a 
snow bunny  Pull up to the 
show get the 
40 G's, do that in one hour  What the 
fuck do I 
hop in when I 
lean  That there is a 
snow plower   The 
car all right like a 
nightlight  Ain't gon' stop at the 
stoplight  I 
sip Barney, you sip stop signs, yea that sounds about right  I 
wear astronaut clothes  Pull up, foreign be kongos  Take 300 outta Wells Fargo  I'm waiving, no bar-codes  You see your reflection in my eyes  I 
left you, boy you not right  My bitch so bad that it's not nice  Say I 
get top then it's bye-bye  You smoking on low, boy you not high  I 
keep spinach like Popeye  Brown bag full of cash, no white rice  All the 
cash out the 
bank, that's a 
light heist