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glitch - norm breeze lyrics

glitch

(norm breeze)
i f-ck up the game like a glitch
i dont got no time for that…(hol’ up)
you talkin sh-t you get hit
im in the club wit a stick
they cuttin dope wit the sticks
a onion cost more than a brick
no baggie just dip in the zip
i f-ck up the game like a glitch

(norm breeze)
v1
im bout to dip in the zip
b-tch cuz in baggin a half
im bout to bag up some nicks
my defintion of half
i dont pop perks or no roxies
but i sell them xans to ya homies
went half on a whole
seen a quater
you got robbed for ya f-ckin bag
make a n-gga wanna smoke a half
make a n-gga wanna do the dash
f-ck it up dj telly tellz
on the loud
cuz you hear the smell
we never wait on the weight
my uber a shooter
f-ck do that mean
got cho location okay
onion $200 jose
my money be green like the veggies
at times blue like a berry
that n-gga still broke like a levi
on go cuz i been gettin ready
bathing ape & that true religion
they took uggie
and he had no children
these n-ggas be snitching
but on the low they the witness

(chorus)

(norm breeze)
v2
im bout to run up a bag
scale digital just like the dash
love forigns
the fact that they fast
you talkin sh-t you get hit
i really was baggin up nicks
but only the first 2 the six
you ever got hit wit a stiff
same time for sellin a clip
them hoes get lift on the strip
when spending the paper it rips
in the arcade wit cha b-tch
she let me play wit her t-ts
then i hit her wit the glitch
f-ck up her make up and sh-t
we clean got p-ss in a zip
i cool in the cut wit a crips
i brought a stick in the v.i.p
i get the chips and i dip
cuz n-ggas be hatin an sh-t
heard you be scammin them checks
how the f-ck you still in dept
& i f-cked ya b-tch when you left
& played ya 4…all by myself
you broke just how its spelt
sarah her p-ssy stay wet
i had to swim to her b-tt
my d-ck is a glitch to ya b-tch
i spent 110 on a zip
made 5k off of nicks
the only norm breeze
from the bricks
you kno i be talkin that sh-t
cuz i really be walk-in that sh-t
you listen to haters you lyin
lv on the belt no oryan
i f-ck her so hard left her cryin
you lookin i say that you spyin
and you get a b just for trying
i got the bag in the beemer
and b-tches with body and bali
you got no swag need a sylest
n-ggas be reachin get shot
never in love wit a thot
post on ya block in a drop
lettin off shots wit a glock
you think you hot and you not
you n-ggas be talkin to cops
now you locked
and the bruhs f-ckin ya thot
never in love wit a thot
post on ya block in a drop
lettin off shots wit a glock
you think you hot and you not
you n-ggas be talkin to cops
now you locked
and the bruhs f-ckin ya thot
the plug gone pull up in a drop

(chorus) (outro)

- norm breeze lyrics

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