glide - xlnt. lyrics
og pimp talk:
why should i be doin all the mackin on ya and ain’t stackin on ya?
if we can’t get no money together, we can’t have much fun together
thats very limited right?
so, if a b*tch don’t feel ya, she gone peel ya
preach p!
real talk!
verse
bish, i’m that n*gga facts, rello spin it back
like the british, n*ggas gettin taxed tryna get detached
lil bish, on my stick and sack, hit she get attached
then i hit it like she been attacked, by a vicious cat
no comparing, ain’t no tit for tat, they don’t spit like that
put my city, on the frickin map, no more sitting back
son these n*ggas need some similac, tell em, sit relax
in the kitchen, whipping, mixing tracks, made a hit from scratch
tryna whip me up a bigger batch, all my dishes scratched
and yo bish, in my mentions at’s (@), thought i mention that
say she got a lil itch to scratch, brought my interest back
right train but a different track, switch positions back
all my bars bring in chicken.. scratch..they write chicken scratch
time is money, that’s expensive chats, if u hit my jack
n*ggas tender, i ain’t into apps, see her, then it’s that
i just pull up and i’m spinning back, that’s how men adapt
i ain’t trippin, bish i been a catch, get a fishers hat
i stay dripping, i should fix the tap, with a wrench and clamp bish!
young n*gga getting racks, like a tennis match
she say i’m dope and my d*ck is crack, step up in the trap
dropping jewels, im so rich with raps, with or with no cash
nowadays, n*ggas getting scratch, with no itchy back
face good, i’m official stamped, like a shipping stamp
too much game for official stats, u can’t bench a champ
thought you ate but u gone finish that, or was it just a snack?
most of these n*ggas ain’t rapping at all
i get them digits i’m stacking it all
she wanna l!ck on my sack and my…pause
basically handed the draws
she want that dope d*ck she having withdraws
really been winning ain’t having no draws
painting these pictures i’m having to draw
go to the venue we having a draw 2x
most of these n*ggas cracking at all…
and i wish i could say they ain’t cappin at all
actual facts i ain’t bragging at all
give em the game i just pass em the ball
try to be peaceful, relaxing, & calm
but still keep the piece i ain’t lacking at all
she gave me cheeks they ain’t smacking at all
i just delete em and ad a new on
they feel defeated ain’t have a shoe on
we tagging em all, they tagging along
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