mutha fucka - glo lyrics
[chorus]
yeah, came in with that motherf*cker, i like how that b*tch sound
came in with that motherf*cker, i like how it’s holding rounds
skrrt*skrrt, hop inside that jag’, drive this b*tch to town
f*cked up all my godd*mn racks, could never sit down
beat the road, swerving through these lanes, gotta pay for a pound
i know all these n*ggas throwing shade, tell them f*ck boys, “sit down”
i got all these b*tches in my face tryna come f*ck me now
f*ck it, i’ll let you get a taste, you can come suck me now
(yeah, brr)
yeah, ain’t f*ck that lil’ b*tch, she gave me brain, kicked thе b*tch out my house
turn up, i done made mysеlf a name, now these n*ggas want some clout
b*tch exotic like a different strain, i’m tryna see what’s that ’bout
[verse]
yeah, i’m tryna see what that mouth do, i’m tryna see what that mouth—
if i keep poppin’ this sh*t in a capsule, this sh*t might just take me out
talking to bro through a jail phone, i know he wan’ say, “can you bring me out?”
i don’t even know what they hating ’bout, most of these n*ggas just chasing clout
we already up in here when you d*mn just made it out
benjamin, taking that paper route
i don’t give a f*ck if i make it out
drac’s and arps, stuffed inside [?] house
she snort white like baby powder, plug gon’ pull up in an hour
tell that b*tch to take a shower then i come and give you power
all these n*ggas f*cking cowards, n*ggas switch up like [dee howard?]
your b*tch only f*ck with gang ’cause your ass allow it
big ceo, put fire to flame, pull up and devour
[chorus]
yeah, came in with that motherf*cker, i like how that b*tch sound
came in with that motherf*cker, i like how it’s holding rounds
skrrt*skrrt, hop inside that jag’, drive this b*tch to town
f*cked up all my godd*mn racks, could never sit down
beat the road, swerving through these lanes, gotta pay for a pound
i know all these n*ggas throwing shade, tell them f*ck boys, “sit down”
i got all these b*tches in my face tryna come f*ck me now
f*ck it, i’ll let you get a taste, you can come suck me now
(yeah, brr)
yeah, ain’t f*ck that lil’ b*tch, she gave me brain, kicked the b*tch out my house
turn up, i done made myself a name, now these n*ggas want some clout
b*tch exotic like a different strain, i’m tryna see what’s that ’bout
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