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rubaband - glisten lyrics

[intro]
winning team!

[chorus]
rubber band my money, yeah, i like it neat
here to wear her out, put her -ss to sleep
pop another percie, i like to get geeked
touch down in your city, i’m lookin’ for freaks
runnin’ to that bag, i’m a athlete
if you askin’ where i’m at, i’m where that cash be
these n-gg-s wan’ see me down, wanna p-ss me
got they b-tches in my phone, they har-ss me, aye

[verse]
just got a bag filled up with blue strips
she got a fat -ss, i’ma tell that b-tch, “strip!”
got too many b-tches, start to feelin’ like a pimp
he still textin’ b-tches, that lil n-gg- too simp
i just poured up some red in my double cup, it got me f-cked up
he was talkin’ but i caught him, now he out of luck
i8 foreign with the stick just like a hockey puck
heard they mad, f-ck they feelings, i don’t give a f-ck
they know, they know how i’m comin’, came up right from nothin’
these hoes wanna f-ck me now, they see that i’m something
remix that lil n-gg-, i just gave him robitussin
and i ain’t talkin’ to 12, ain’t havin’ no discussion

- glisten lyrics

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