Glorilla - GMFU - Pt. 2 Lyrics

Bad lil' bitch, I'm from the south
If you let me
I'ma show you how a Memphis ho get down (AceC, turn that heat up, nigga)
Facts, ay, on the gang, gang
GloRilla, woo, uh

First off, let me introduce myself, bitch, I'm her
I'm here to tell you bitches now that y'all got me f*cked up
Bitches got me f*cked up
Man, I swear to f*cking God
I put this on my momma, you hoes got me f*cked up
Woo, he got me f*cked up, she got me f*cked up
You, they, them, whole world got me f*cked up
Whole world got me f*cked up
I swear they got me f*cked up
I put this on the gang, bitches got me f*cked up

Tired of people playing with me
Why y'all think this shit a game?
I let y'all do this shit too long and I'm the only one to blame
Young, turnt, fly bitch, took off on 'em like a plane
Feeling like Birdman, put respect up on my name
I'm the one that's on they head, why they think they got the crown?
Why you post that fine-ass nigga? Know I probably take him down
Square-ass bitches talking shit, mad that they can't come around
Ho, why the f*ck Twitter and Instagram yo' only damn accounts?
Huh? Ho

Bad lil' bitch, I'm from the south
If you let me, I'ma show you how a Memphis ho get down
Facts, yeah
Forever keeping this shit P
In my eyes, bitch, I'm the one and I'm the only one I see (uh)

First off, let me introduce myself, bitch, I'm her
I'm here to tell you bitches now that y'all got me f*cked up
Bitches got me f*cked up
Man, I swear to f*cking God
I put this on my momma, you hoes got me f*cked up
Woo, he got me f*cked up, she got me f*cked up
You, they, them, whole world got me f*cked up
Whole world got me f*cked up
I swear they got me f*cked up
I put this on the gang, bitches got me f*cked up

Tired of people playing with me
Bitches got me f*cked up
Tired of people playing with me
Man, I swear to f*cking God
Tired of people playing with me
Bitches got me f*cked up
Tired of people playing with me
Whole world got me f*cked up
On the gang, gang

I don't know right the day I got the exact answer
What, you know what, what I do at the end
What I do know is this
We come out on top
I do know we come out on top, I do know that we not one of the
One of the stories of
You know, what they had and could've been and
You know what I'm sayin' and how they fumbled the ball
This absolutely not this (this absolutely not this)
On the gang, gang