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glo - realyungphil lyrics

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[intro]
evilgiane
surf gang b*tch

[chorus: realyungphil]
d*mn (d*mn)
picture me giving a f*ck (what)
you thought i did, n*gga you dumb
you don’t like, but this n*gga be thinking he up
ain’t bout’ the money, n*gga imma cut
and i don’t want advice i’ve been through enough
i see the bag down set hut
i see the n*ggas talkin’ like they tough (f*ck, d*mn)
sh*t, you see the gang and you said that we up
i’ve been working all day but this sh*t kinda fun
i just know i’m eleven they say i’m the one
it’s a lot on my plate but i didn’t have a crumb
you ain’t trynna take no risks you a punk
stuck in the same spot lookin’ dumb
i might grill a n*gga like the sun (sh*t)

[verse 1: realyungphil]
f*ck, imagine if i was in love (imagine if i was in love)
i’d be like yall n*ggas everyday, i wouldn’t put in no pain (looser)
i probably be stuck in my ways (d*mn)
i probably worry bout the famе (d*mn)
i be the n*gga take it to thе internet when they speakin’ on my name (f*ck, sh*t)
sh*t, i gotta move different (for real)
thank god he ain’t make me like you n*ggas (ho)
with the gang dont follow no new n*ggas (no)
i fell in love with the blues n*gga
you should go and get a clue n*gga
h*ll nah i ain’t rocking with you n*ggas (nope)
oh you got robbed, who did it
[chorus: realyungphil]
d*mn (d*mn)
picture me giving a f*ck (what)
you thought i did, n*gga you dumb
you don’t like, but this n*gga be thinking he up
ain’t bout’ the money, n*gga imma cut
and i don’t want advice i’ve been through enough
i see the bag down set hut
i see the n*ggas talkin’ like they tough (f*ck, d*mn)
sh*t, you see the gang and you said that we up
i’ve been working all day but this sh*t kinda fun
i just know i’m eleven they say i’m the one
it’s a lot on my plate but i didn’t have a crumb
you ain’t trynna take no risks you a punk
stuck in the same spot lookin’ dumb
i might grill a n*gga like the sun (sh*t)

[verse 2: boofpaxkmooky]
wait, picture me giving a sh*t
i ain’t been down bad inna minute
nothing alike cause his n*ggas a b*tch
stop capping boy lie to his b*tch
we just counting some money, i ain’t counting on sh*t
and this pack came in but its really a zip
and i threw out the fanta that’s why he be trpping
too many diamonds can’t look at my wrist (wrist)
pull up and send this sh*t off
my brother all cold but he come from the north
my b*tch is cleo, but she sent that sh*t off
i’m yelling out put like a n*gga play golf
he riding my wave like a n*gga was dolph
and i [?] n*gga r.i.p dolph
and i’m hitting this ho i might bust in her mouth
n*gga he actin crazy or something, he running his mouth
i ain’t going sh*t for nothing
i might just stay at the bank cause i’m bussin
no way i’m not saving none
[?]
i ain’t going sh*t for nothing
stay at the bank all day cause i’m bussin

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