Anyways, Life’s Great… Album Lyrics by Glorilla

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No More Love

(Oh, I can't help us)
I been feelin' to talk some real shit
(GloRilla)
You know what I'm sayin', shit that just be on my mind (I just need a little bit)
(Oregon love)
(Oregon love)
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)

Sometimes, I just sit back and just wonder, "What's my purpose here?" (I don't know)
I need an answer ASAP 'cause I'm gettin' a lil' nervous here (woo)
If they can't see your worth, you got to let 'em know they worth is here
And they can't see me bar for bar, them bitches get no service here
But, tryna make 'em happy, I forgot about my own peace
He tried to let me hold a Glock, but, bae, I got own piece
Ain't nobody gas me up, I always went off my speed
Now, ain't nobody gas me up, I pulled up with my own weed
I believed in me back then when nobody supported me (ayy)
They all on my dick, but months ago they was ignorin' me (huh?)
Last year, I got pregnant, but, the mission got aborted, B
How the hell you hatin' on me, and you havin' way more than me?
The f*ck?

Then just like with bitches, like, everybody can't go to the top with you
And, it's like God see that shit, like he just get the-
Lettin' people reveal they true colors, and like they real self
Like, then the crazy part about it is you really be f*ckin' with folks
Then, it be crazy like you be f*cked up when they really have-
You really have to say, "Bye," to they ass

We was solid as a rock, but 'bout that paper had to cut some hoes
It was, "F*ck the world," with them but now I'm just like, "F*ck them hoes" (f*ck 'em)
Catch one of them bitches, and no doubt I probably up that ho (baow, bop, bop)
And it really makes me mad because I really love them hoes
We ain't even fall out, we just don't talk, what the dissin' 'bout?
Now you hangin' with the hoes who we be talkin' shit about (lit)
Stop f*ckin' with that nigga, then you got up on that weird shit
But I ain't even say nothin' 'cause you probably say I'm weird, bitch
Always put on for my bitch, I used to wear my friend shirt
Swear to God, I feel it in my body when my friend hurt (swear to God)
So many hoes done switched on me, I'm startin' to hate the, "Friend," word
Callin' me that shit is like the white folks sayin' the N-word (on God)

And it just be real shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
Then, last thing I'ma talk about is these motherf*ckin' niggas
Like, I put them last 'cause I feel like that's the last reason
Like, he 'posed to be bullshittin' or fallin' out
But you know, sometimes that shit happen like
That love shit crazy like
You just got to take shit as lessons though
Everything be happenin' for a reason

Middle finger to my ex, I'm choppin' off my ring finger
The last one told me he was different, but his ass the ring-leader
Tried to get an older guy, but he ain't know a thing either (dumb ass)
Niggas used to sleep on me, but they weren't in my dream either
Couldn't no nigga shoot they shot, I had you at the free-throw
But, nigga, you is foul as hell, your points is at a zero
And you need to got to church 'cause you don't practice what you preach, ho
I used to be yo' ride or die, but now I'm in the streets ho
Yeah, you used to pipe me down and make me act a plumb' ass
But go be with your friends 'cause you fit right in with they bum ass
They see you really fumbled, now they callin' you a dumb ass
'Cause you just lost a million f*ckin' dollars with yo' dumb ass (on the gang)

F*ckin' dummy
And that's just real shit, know what I'm sayin'?
Like, I'm the voice for the females, you know what I'm sayin'?
The females that probably don't wanna speak up and say that shit on a track
Like, I'ma say that shit though (yeah)
(Oh, I can't help myself
I just need a little bit of Oregan love)
Young, wealthy, and ratchet shit only
You know what I'm sayin'?
Big Glo
Yeah, uh-uh
I don't want no love, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah

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Phatnall

GloRilla
Man, people be mad, and people be hurt
Don't be listenin' to shit these folks got to say about me
Just come and see what's up with me yourself, know what I'm sayin'?
Like, people be real-deal mad
My ex, and my old friends, all them hoes mad
Like, they ain't got shit good to say about me
Like, know what I'm sayin'?
Hahaha
Yeah, turn me up when you do the ad-libs

Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (they sad)
Might get 'em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (rest in piss)
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (they cut off)
If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at (the bottom)
Money talk, but I don't answer, f*ck collect calls (f*ck the system)
When I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (ooh-wee)
Then I say, "F*ck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (f*ck 'em)
Then tell 'em throw the neck back for this pussy, boy, this Phatnall (it's to die for)

Don't go off what that nigga told you, boo, that nigga hurt (he f*cked up)
He post about me 'til this day, but I don't even lurk (nigga miss me)
He tried to take a dime for granted, he ain't see my worth (took a L)
You tryna see the good in him, but he might do you worse (bitch, run)
Shit, I act up on a nigga who ain't actin' right (why you do that?)
'Cause I'll be damned if a nigga make me lose my appetite (nah, f*ck that)
And all my exes dead to me, I hat they candlelight (wee)
Drop a ho, and added ten new more, this shit some magic, right? (Yeah)
And if I ever fall in love again, that nigga raw (he different)
And I can tell if he a peon, let that nigga talk (just listen)
Better not hold no ho for ransom, let that nigga go (cut him loose)
You braggin' 'bout how you got f*cked, but what that nigga bought? (Stupid ass)

Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (they sad)
Might get 'em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (rest in piss)
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (they cut off)
If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at (the bottom)
Money talk, but I don't answer, f*ck collect calls (f*ck the system)
When I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (ooh-wee)
Then I say, "F*ck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (f*ck 'em)
Then tell 'em throw the neck back for this pussy, boy, this Phatnall (it's to die for)

Talkin' 'bout you don't eat no pussy, man, you niggas gay (like dick)
Niggas that don't eat no pussy, really in the way (move over)
Back in the day, I always felt sorry for Anna Mae
But now I'll slap the shit out of a nigga if he don't eat the cake (f*ck out of here lil' bro)
Hittin' the gas when I be ridin' it, I don't use no brakes (damn)
But he just threw that .30 back and now I need a brake (goddamn)
He tryna prove a point to me because I made him wait (for real)
Thought that boy was finna slow out, but shit was great (that's how you feel?)
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout yo' BD, man, that nigga ate (whoo)
She be sayin' that he ain't shit, to me that nigga straight (he really cool)
I'm outside, she probably thinkin' I'ma take her place (I might)
And when she found out it was me, I wish I seen her face (on the gang)

Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (they sad)
Might get 'em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (rest in piss)
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (they cut off)
If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at (the bottom)
Money talk, but I don't answer, f*ck collect calls (f*ck the system)
When I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (ooh-wee)
Then I say, "F*ck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (f*ck 'em)
Then tell 'em throw the neck back for this pussy, boy, this Phatnall (it's to die for)

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Tomorrow 2

(Feat. Cardi B)

[GloRilla:]
(Cheese, his name is Cheese)
They say they don't f*ck with me (Cheese), but I say they can't f*ck with me
Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up with me?

P-poppin' shit, you would think I went to school for chiropractin' (Poppin')
Lookin' good as hell today, just sent my nigga five attachments (Look at this)
Why did you confront me 'bout a nigga? Man, you bitches backwards (Stupid ass)
They come at me 'bout niggas who I don't even find attractive (Ugh)
I don't know that nigga, I just seened him on the town before
I can't be up her face, I took her nigga down before (Nah)
When I lose a nigga, I just pop out and go find some more (Easy)
Soon as I feel like my time get wasted, then it's time to go (Deuces)

They say they don't f*ck with me, but I say they can't f*ck with me (On gang)
Just like the air, I'm everywhere, how you say it's up with me (Huh?)
Them bitches should've stayed down, they could've been up with me (Too bad)
But all they doin' is talkin' down, 'cause they can't get up with me (Lame ass)

My ex f*ckin' on my old friend, both they ass some f*ckin' clowns (Hahahaha)
Thinkin' that she got one up on me, she got my hand-me-downs (Lame ass ho)
He thought he wasn't gon' have to stand on shit, like he was handicap (Thought it was)
Make that nigga stand on that, now his ass can't stand me now
High as f*ck, I'm lit, yuh, I don't smoke no swishers (Nope)
Slidin' with my gang and 'nem, look at them like sisters (That's gang)
These bitches be lettin' them go out sad about these niggas (Ugh)
I don't wanna hang with them, they don't handle business (They can't hang with us)
They be goin' for anything, but I can't go for none of that (None of that)
Why would I go chase you if I know you gon' come runnin' back?(F*ckin' dumb)
Cut everybody off, lately been feelin' like the lumberjack (F*ck 'em)
They really got me f*cked up, and I wasn't goin' for none of that (None of that)
She the type, the nigga make her mad she go tweet somethin' (Ugh)
Me, I'm kinda ratchet still so I'm the type to beat somethin' (Beat 'em up)
I can't love you, baby, like your bitch do, so don't leave her (Keep that bih)
He gon' choose her every time 'cause it's cheaper to keep her (Hahaha)

Can't say your name up in my songs, might not f*ck with you tomorrow (Nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a f*ck tomorrow (That's just me)
Ain't f*cked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as f*ck tomorrow (Duh)
Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows

[Cardi B:]
Ridin' with my twin and 'nem (Skrrt), and we all look good as f*ck (Gang)
She say she my opp but I don't know her, had to look her up (F*ck is you?)
I know that I'm rich, but I can't help it, bitch, I'm hood as f*ck (Woo)
I've been on these bitches neck so long, sometimes my foot get stuck (Ah)
I can't put you in my business (No), you might wish me dead tomorrow (Yeah)
Bitches be on dick today, sing every word of "Up" tomorrow (Go)
Bitch, I still got cases opened, keep your mouth shut tomorrow (Shh)
Play with me today then get some sleep, you know it's up tomorrow (Woo)
Fake bitch, that's why my friend f*cked on your nigga (Ah-ha)
Both you bitches pussy, I think y'all should scissor (Ah-ah-ah)
She bought a chain, I bought the same one, even bigger (Bitch, it's bigger)
She throwin' shots, that's how I know I got her triggered (Ah)
I don't speak dog, ho (Woof), I don't care what no bitch say (No)
I stay on her mind, I got condos in that bitch head (Ah)
She say she don't f*ck with me (Who?), who said that you can, ho? (Never)
That nigga a munch and he gon' eat me like a mango
Long ass weave, it be ticklin' my ass crack (Ah)
Wonder what I'll do tomorrow that these hoes will be mad at (Huh?)
All y'all bitches sweet, and I always get my lick, boo (Facts)
I, I fight for my bitches and I'm fightin' over dick too (That, that, Cardi)

[GloRilla:]
Can't say your name up in my songs, might not f*ck with you tomorrow (Nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a f*ck tomorrow
Ain't f*cked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as f*ck tomorrow (Duh)
Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrow

Can't say your name up in my songs, might not f*ck with you tomorrow (Nah)
Can get my feelings hurt today, I won't give a f*ck tomorrow (That's just me)
Ain't f*cked up 'bout no credit score, I might be rich as f*ck tomorrow (Duh)
Every day the sun won't shine, but that's why I love tomorrows

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Unh Unh

GloRilla
(AClef vibes on the beat)
Woo, woo, unh
Like, unh, like unh
(Cheese, his name is Cheese)
On the gang

They don't want to see no gangster bitches win
Well, the industry done f*cked up lettin' these gangster bitches in
They say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes in
Before they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin again
Like, unh
Said I was done with dude, we back at it again
Said he couldn't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it again
Like, unh
Been makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friends
And if he did, he gotta stand on that, ain't makin' no amends (on the gang)

Unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh, unh (on the gang)
Unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh, unh

He want my number, had to hit him with the "Unh-unh," like unh
Shout out to Cali', I'm in Cali', I'm like, "Unh-unh," like unh (boom, baow, baow)
Coochie candy, when he eat it, he go dumb, dumb
Like, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh (unh, unh)
Puss in boots, I snatched a nigga up with no ass (no ass)
He tellin' me he love me, do them other bitches know that? (Huh?) (Unh-unh)
He say he love me, told him he can tell his ho that (bye)
And I really just be vibin', I don't see why they be so mad (mad ass)
They say they the gang, but I don't know 'em, that is blasphemy (he's lyin')
Hotel in Miami, gettin' backshots on the balcony (baow, baow)
Black niggas like they bitches red like a lil' battery
Money makin' cutie, I'm a gangster nigga fantasy (on the gang)

They don't want to see no gangster bitches win
Well, the industry done f*cked up lettin' these gangster bitches in
They say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes in
Before they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin again
Like, unh
Said I was done with dude, we back at it again
Said he couldn't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it again
Like, unh
Been makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friends
And if he did, he gotta stand on that, ain't makin' no amends (on the gang)

Unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh, unh (on the gang)
Unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh, unh (woo, woo, woo, woo, woo)

Ain't got no BBL, lil' bitch, you must be thick or somethin' (fine ass)
Pussy fat as hell, they thinkin' this a dick or somethin' (this a chop')
He ask me where I'm at, he must think I'm his bitch or somethin' (unh-unh)
Tryna put me on yo' friend, he must be rich or somethin' (unh-unh)
I ain't in these bitches beef, I'm in my motherf*ckin' prime
Told 'em, "Leave me out, don't want no parts and I'm not takin' sides"
I wonder how my ex doin', wonder is they still alive?
Probably somewhere in my DMs constantly motherf*cker tryin'
When they be talkin' shit about Chrisean, my ass get f*ckin' quiet
A lot of hoes in toxic situations, they just keep it private (on God)

They don't want to see no gangster bitches win
Well, the industry done f*cked up lettin' these gangster bitches in
They say my fifteen minutes up, I'm only fifteen minutes in
Before they ever catch me slippin', I'ma slide and spin again
Like, unh
Said I was done with dude, we back at it again
Said he couldn't get no ass no more, I'm lookin' back at it again
Like, unh
Been makin' money, I ain't tryna make no friends
And if he did, he gotta stand on that, ain't makin' no amends (on the gang)

Unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh, unh (on the gang)
Unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh-unh, unh, unh

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Blessed

GloRilla
Woo, hey
On the gang, on the, on the gang

He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be f*cked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie if you want lil' buddy back you gotta tell me please (gotta, please)
Money long, check (check), pussy good, check (let's go)
Momma straight, check (hey), right now I'm feelin' blessed

Right now I'm on they ass and I don't plan lettin' up (f*ck 'em)
We probably wouldn't be poppin' shit if nobody was mad at us (ah)
Rather give the people hope, it's pointless to be givin' f*cks
Cuban round my neck
Look like my opps when they be linkin' up ('cause they pissy)
Ayy, I'm in Cali now, now I'm in NYC
On the way to MIA (where you from?) But I'm from Tennessee
Livin' in the suburbs now, I still got ratchet tendencies (on the gang)
I'm juiced up now they throwin' shots, I still be drinking Hennessy (oowee)
My yellow bumpin' ass, I'm feelin' like a speed bump (ayy)
All these labels watchin', lookin' at me like I need her
My cousin in a toxic situation, need to free her
See me at the top, a ho can't pay me shit to meet up (on the gang)
Bills paid, check (let's go), edges slayed? Check (yeah)
Bitches hatin'? Yup, do it faze me? Uh-uh
Pussy clean? Yup, you shop on Shein? Yup
They makin' memes (hahaha), on the gang

He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be f*cked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie if you want lil' buddy back you gotta tell me please (gotta, please)
Money long, check (check), pussy good, check (let's go)
Momma straight, check (hey), right now I'm feelin' blessed

She got ninety-nine problems, I can solve everyone (yup)
She got nine to ten niggas, I may rob everyone
I'ma north nigga, rep them three numbers, 901 (Memphis)
And I'm paranoid, I ain't goin' nowhere without a gun (I am)
When I tell a ho that blicky extendo stickin' out her purse (purse)
And she know I f*cked her friend but we tryna make that shit work
And we both come from the bottom (bottom), matchin' AP's, rockin' Prada
I may let her count a couple million dollars, get that pussy wet (beep)
Nigga, you a gangster on the internet (Twitter)
Ninety-nine opps but where yo' shooters at? (What y'all shootin' at?)
I got ninety-nine soldiers and I can feed everyone
All the guys that got a bond, I freed everyone
I got five or six homes, I got ten or twelve cars
I ain't trickin' to no bitch before I take care my niggas behind bars
She say I'm thinkin' wit' my dick, I guess I'm thinkin' really hard (hard)
'Cause I'll give a bitch a check before I give a ho my heart (yeah, on the gang)

He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be f*cked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie if you want lil' buddy back you gotta tell me please (gotta, please)
Money long, check (check), pussy good, check (let's go)
Momma straight, check (hey), right now I'm feelin' blessed
(Right now I'm feelin' blessed)

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Get That Money

Don't be scared to ask that nigga for some money (woah, woah)
Ask that nigga for some money (woah, woah)
He won't hesitate to ask you for no- (woah, woah)
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Boo-boo-boo-boo-booty (woah)
You better get the motherf*ckin' money (aw, yeah)

Money, hunnids, we can't do no hunch (unh-unh)
I ain't gotta butt, so you know exactly how I'm comin' (shit)
I ain't sellin' ass, but I ain't ridin' dick for nothin' (what?)
No way you should be gettin' f*cked but askin' me for money (huh?)
It ain't trickin', if you got it, baby
You know what I'm sayin' (yeah)
Gotta pay me for this convo, 'cause you know I got a man
We ain't gotta link to gimme that
Cop and pay this tag (gimme that)
Talkin' 'bout you need to see me first
Pussy boy, you playin' (bullshittin')
Fix yo' mouth to ask for that (you better)
Matter of fact, break his ass (yeah)
Talkin' 'bout he don't eat the coochie, it ain't hard to make his ass (on the gang)
Who say work and play it out? I know bitches gettin' the bag
But if you got to make somethin' shake, girl, you better shake that ass

Don't be scared to ask that nigga for some money (woah, woah)
Ask that nigga for some money (woah, woah)
He won't hesitate to ask you for no- (woah, woah)
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Boo-boo-boo-boo-booty (woah)
You better get the motherf*ckin' money (aw, yeah)

Me, H-to-the-motherf*ckin'-O-to-the-E (that's me)
That's what these niggas call me, 'cause they know I wanna fee (yup)
How the hell you mad because this pussy ain't for free? (What?)
If you can ask for ass, then I can ask you for your cheese
Now, come on sister, sis', let's keep it real (let's keep it real)
How the hell you scared to tell that nigga how you feel?
One day he with another bitch, actin' all in love and shit
Prime example, reason why you always 'posed to break the trick (break 'em, break 'em)
'Cause ain't no freebies, bae, and ain't no sense in tryin' (nope)
And if you broke and ain't got money, ain't no sense in lyin' (never)
See, first thing first, we never have to waste no f*ckin' time (okay)
'Cause, I'ma let you know it's strictly money on my mind (money, money, money)

Don't be scared to ask that nigga for some money (woah, woah)
Ask that nigga for some money (woah, woah)
He won't hesitate to ask you for no- (woah, woah)
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Boo-boo-boo-boo-booty (woah)
You better get the motherf*ckin' money (aw, yeah)

Girl, you better shake that ass
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Girl, you better shake that ass
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Don't be scared to ask that nigga for some motherf*ckin' money
Girl, you better shake that ass
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Girl, you better shake that ass
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Don't be scared to ask that nigga for some motherf*ckin' money

Don't be scared to ask that nigga for some money (woah, woah)
Ask that nigga for some money (woah, woah)
He won't hesitate to ask you for no- (woah, woah)
Booty (woah), booty (woah), booty (woah)
Boo-boo-boo-boo-booty (woah)
You better get the motherf*ckin' money (aw, yeah)

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Nut Quick

(If you don't get the f*ck out of here, what are you doing here?)
(GloRilla)
(The f*ck that man in there doin'?)
I'm profitin' 'cause I'm eatin' out on this joint
(Woo, hey, hey)

I could've been the president, the way I lead these niggas on (Glo for president)
Say I might be racist by the way I do these niggas wrong (maybe I am)
If it's ever me or her, then you won't have to choose, I'm gettin' gone (ah)
Ain't never been no pick me bitch, I'm quick to leave a nigga 'lone (on the gang)
I'm a raw-ass bitch, but swear to God I can't be f*cked with (on God)
Found out I was pregnant, got it gone and I ain't f*ck since (outta there)
He thought I would be crazy after sex, but I ain't nuttin' (haha)
He could've been my favorite sneaky link, but he just nut quick (why you do it?)

He thinkin' he that nigga, but not knowin' who this bitch is (what the f*ck?)
Cocky motherf*cker, I ain't askin' who no bitch is (f*ck a bitch)
He like to see me ride it from the front just like a windshield (ayy)
He know that I'm a Big Mac and them other hoes some kids meals (yuh)
I think that I'm speakin' on 'em every time they see me drop (hatin' ass)
Noddin' they head mad as hell knowin' they wanna give me props (haha)
It's bitches that congratulate me knowin' they wanna see me flop (mad ass)
It's niggas in my DM tryna drop a lo' to give me top
If the nigga head was fire, put his haircut on my tab
Boy be tryna clock the pussy, pussy boy, you on my time (stupid-ass nigga)
Was 'bout to f*ck with what's-his-name again, but was like, "Never mind" (don't worry 'bout it)
'Cause if that ho ain't with me now, that nigga ass wasn't never mine (on gang)

I could've been the president, the way I lead these niggas on (Glo for president)
Say I might be racist by the way I do these niggas wrong (maybe I am)
If it's ever me or her, then you won't have to choose, I'm gettin' gone (ah)
Ain't never been no pick me bitch, I'm quick to leave a nigga 'lone (on the gang)
I'm a raw-ass bitch, but swear to God I can't be f*cked with (on God)
Found out I was pregnant, got it gone and I ain't f*ck since (outta there)
He thought I would be crazy after sex, but I ain't nuttin' (haha)
He could've been my favorite sneaky link, but he just nut quick

First date, meet me at the mall since he say he boss enough (okay)
And I'ma put that nigga back if he say it cost too much (broke ass)
They know I'm a star, I got 'em reachin' like a motherf*cker (hey)
Cut them bitches off 'cause they was leechin' like a motherf*cker (leechin' ass)
When it comes to niggas, I ain't worried 'bout no other hoes (nah)
They probably gon' kiss his ass, I'ma make him suck my toes
They scared to make that nigga mad, I talk to him like a ho (bitch-ass nigga)
Young niggas don't like breakin' bread, that's why I like my niggas old (yuh)
Thinkin' that I give a f*ck, that's where they be f*ckin' up
Know I gotta try a bitch if she actin' tough as f*ck (come here, bitch)
Of course I gotta lie and shit just to get a nigga bucks
Ain't even got a caption on this shit because they know what's up (on God)

I could've been the president, the way I lead these niggas on (Glo for president)
Say I might be racist by the way I do these niggas wrong (maybe I am)
If it's ever me or her, then you won't have to choose, I'm gettin' gone (ah)
Ain't never been no pick me bitch, I'm quick to leave a nigga 'lone (on the gang)
I'm a raw-ass bitch, but swear to God I can't be f*cked with (on God)
Found out I was pregnant, got it gone and I ain't f*ck since (outta there)
He thought I would be crazy after sex, but I ain't nuttin' (haha)
He could've been my favorite sneaky link, but he just nut quick

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F.N.F. (Let's Go)

(Hitkidd, what it do, mane?)
GloRilla, mhm-mm
Let's go
Woo, woo, hey
On gang

I'm F-R-E-E, f*ck nigga free (f*ck 'em)
That mean I ain't gotta worry
'Bout no f*ck nigga cheatin' (woo)
And I'm S-I-N-G-L-E again (yup)
Outside hangin' out the window
With my ratchet-ass friends (let's go)
I'm F-R-E-E, f*ck nigga free (f*ck 'em)
That mean I ain't gotta worry
'Bout no f*ck nigga cheatin' (woo)
And I'm S-I-N-G-L-E again (yup)
Outside hangin' out the window
With my ratchet-ass friends (like)

Let's go (uh-uh, uh) (go, go, go, go)
Let's go (uh-uh, uh) (go, go, go, go)
Let's go (uh-uh, uh) (go, go, go, go)
Let's go (uh-uh, uh) (go, go, go, go)

Bitch, I'm G to the L to the O, big Glo ('Rilla)
You can catch me out in traffic tinted
Slidin' with your ho (skrrt)
I ain't poppin' out at parties
Gotta book me for a show (give me that)
He say, "Y'all be livin' fast"
Nah, pussy boy, you slow (stupid ass)
Ayy, we hoppin' out in red lights (go, go)
Twerkin' on them headlights (go)
She say she can't come outside today
That mean she scared, right? (Huh?)
I be put up in the winter, in the summer
Pop out every night (on gang)
Braggin' on that nigga top
You better hold his head tight (better watch him)
Anyways, life's great, pussy still good (but they knew that)
Still eatin' cake, wishin' that a bitch would (bet they won't)
Got my foot up on they necks as a bitch should (watch me plot, let's go)
On gang

I'm F-R-E-E, f*ck nigga free (f*ck 'em)
That mean I ain't gotta worry
'Bout no f*ck nigga cheatin' (woo)
And I'm S-I-N-G-L-E again (yup)
Outside hangin' out the window
With my ratchet-ass friends (let's go)
I'm F-R-E-E, f*ck nigga free (f*ck 'em)
That mean I ain't gotta worry
'Bout no f*ck nigga cheatin' (woo)
And I'm S-I-N-G-L-E again (yup)
Outside hangin' out the window
With my ratchet-ass friends (like)

(Let's go) at the red light twerkin' on them headlights
(Let's go) at the red light twerkin' on them headlights
(Let's go) at the red light twerkin' on them headlights
(Let's go) at the, on gang

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Out Loud Thinking

(KB too brazy)
(Ayo, Kxnzo)

When they treat you like the strongest, it make you the weakest (preach)
The one that always gon' come through in any battle needed (I got you)
But my pride so big that if I need it, I keep it a secret (I'm good)
So if I ever ask for help, that mean I really need it (facts)
Sometimes I wanna hear, "I love you," 'cause I really need it (I needed that)
And if I ever said I love you, then I really mean it (I meant that)
Used to think that love was blind until I actually seen it (f*ck love)
To cut you off, don't need no scissors, nah, just need a reason
Million dollar vision, they won't see it how you see it (it's a blessin')
I'm careful with my heart 'cause they won't treat it how I treat it (it's special)
Drop one ho and got ten more 'cause, ayy, that shit was easy (want 'em all)
But I kept doublin' back 'cause they don't eat it how you eat it (not at all)
And I ain't ask them folks for nothin', just believe in me (that's all)
'Cause what I'm bringin' to the table, man, we all can eat (let's ball)
But they don't even understand how much it mean to me (at all)
They ass don't even know this shit ain't just a dream to me (swear to God)
My life a movie, it's a lot of shit behind the scenes (action)
F*ck the social sites, it's too much cappin' on them things (all that flodgin')
Lately, I've been to myself, nah, I don't wanna link (I'm good)
My eyes so on the prize right now that I don't wanna blink (on God)
Had too many bitches in my circle, it ain't fit right (we was deep)
Them hoes are flop, I tried to see it from the flip side (shit was weak)
Made 'em stand on what they did 'cause it ain't sit right (got 'em outta there)
I could've did them bitches wrong, but, shit, I did right
I ain't f*cked about no nigga, but a nigga got me f*cked up (on the gang)
He thinkin' he a player, boy, your sorry ass in trouble (stupid)
Livin' single and I'm happy, I ain't tryna be a couple (nah)
Tryna triple all my income now, I gotta do some doubles, man
Money come and go so fast, I blow it like a bubble (blow it like a bubble)
And these bitches counterfeit, they ain't a hunnid, I can't trust 'em (bitches fake)
I be givin' it to 'em raw that's why I'm quick to yell out, "F*ck 'em" (f*ck 'em)
Ayy, money make me cum and I be quick to get some money (just like that)
They askin' why I ain't gave up, I got a hunnid reasons
It's 20/20 but you gotta keep that tunnel vision (I see through it)
Bitches two-faced, had me thinkin' I had double vision
And I can't make you be a hunnid, love, that's your decision

"Ayy, man, ayy, any way life's great, man
I'm live from the pen', once again, man
Free Meech, free Big Broad Day, man
I'ma be home soon, man"
(You have one minute remaining)
"Yeah, man, you know I always talk my shit, man
You hear me?
Ayy, man, they know me
I been told y'all a long time ago this shit gon' take off, man, Hear me?
Y'all slippin', what y'all doin' if y'all ain't on that GloRilla?
Come on, man, anyway life's great, man
I'ma be home real soon, man
They thought I was gone, I'm damn near home, Jack
Free the gang, you hear me?"
"Yeah, Big Meech
Free Rambo, bitch"
"Slatt"