Big Tim the Glider - Endless Lyrics

Rest in peace to any nigga who thought that they had it
I'm on top of that baggage
You ain't talking bout money sound like you talking in Spanish
Vegetarian status
That's guap and that cabbage
I'm locked in the planning room with these rockets and cannons
Bout to blow like Iran is
The flag is still standing
Through the dragging and damage we been on top since we landed
Niggas can't understand it
I'm smoking and laughin hoping you jokers can manage
To these hoes I'm a savage
Hoe niggas, I'm even worse
To these bitches, I'm God
To these niggas, I'm hell on earth
You roll up for squad
I roll up dolo and hit it first It's 2023, these funny niggas still sharing dirt
I'm Still rolling still smoking
Still gliding, still gliding
Still rolling still smoking
Still the highest still the highest
Still rolling still smoking
Still the flyest, still the flyest
Still rolling, still smoking
Forever Gliding yea
If I feel like you don't know bout weed I'm gon' finesse you
It's 80 for these KDs baby I'm bout to bless you
Two hundred for these zips off rip
But you special
Sold em trash in a Za bag, he said it's pressure
Get some weight or get the f*ck on I don't sell eights, I smoke em
Go do something with my roaches
Make a new one out my old ones
I don't hold em, bitch, I roll em
Heard you niggas owe some
Heard your new hoe wholesome
And she go some
Heard your trees touch three different dealers
But we grows them