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she wanna rump - kay glizz lyrics

[intro]
troops
troops
flah, flah, flah, flah, flah, flah, flah, flah
got jc bossin’ wit’ me
you know how we comin’ n*gga
free the guys

[chorus]
look
if n0body do it then i’m gonna have to
for that money i’m gon’ make a hassle
i took a trip, was tryna get them gats through
if you f*ck up this play i’ma clap you
he got shot and he told on the guys
i thought he was on that, i was baffled
and my lil’ ooters, they some rascals
they hit you up for a p and they back you, like
oh you want the static? first off we ain’t beefin’ wit’ f*ggots
we gon’ post up on they ends, put ’em to a end and then we get back to the trappin’
can’t forget ’bout the sh*t that they said
tdot gon’ whack ’em for all of that chattin’
throwin’ shots for malik, it’s a habit
i ain’t just a rapper, lil’ n*gga i’m active

[verse]
gotta hop in the v if you wanna be troops, like
you gotta show me what you do
mdotty to hot, he always on that bad time, fl!ckin’ tryna get us through
it is what it is, it’s either me or you
the back door open, n*gga i got proof
all i do is speak when i get in the booth
get the f*ck out my ear, don’t tell me when to ‘oot, like
and i’m on a mission, tunnel vision runnin’ to that chicken
make sure all that bullsh*t, i’m not mixed in
i’m the one who cl!ckin’ ’til it’s finished
got ptsd from jumpin’ out them civics
i hit bully up, he always wit’ it
free ooter gon’ flock ’em down, they got him sittin’
we dodk, them old heads snitchin’
oh she wanna rump? i’m feelin’ that
i guess she ain’t know it could get like that
once she bend it over then i’m k!llin’ that
after i’m done, put the kids where her lips is at
and then i kick her out, she’s booted
she keep tellin’ her friends that i looted
and she gave me the neck to my music
b*tch i’m a trooper, i thought you knew this, like
it’s f*cked up, all my demon wanna do is brush stuff
tried to spin and got hit on some nut stuff
smokin’ on ted, tell him pick his nuts up
we got 6*7 shots for that n*gga on tough stuff
push up on us, you get plucked up
had to get up and go get my bucks up
now every time a opp die we get f*cked up
[chorus]
like
if n0body do it then i’m gonna have to
for that money i’m gon’ make a hassle
i took a trip, was tryna get them gats through
if you f*ck up this play i’ma clap you
he got shot and he told on the guys
i thought he was on that, i was baffled
and my lil’ ooters, they some rascals
they hit you up for a p and they back you, like
oh you want the static? first off we ain’t beefin’ wit’ f*ggots
we gon’ post up on they ends, put ’em to a end and then we get back to the trappin’
can’t forget ’bout the sh*t that they said
tdot gon’ whack ’em for all of that chattin’
throwin’ shots for malik, it’s a habit
i ain’t just a rapper, lil’ n*gga i’m active

- kay glizz lyrics

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