(Zone 6 nigga, Pyrex Whippa)
(Pyrex)
Glizock
Ayy
They say roses are red but my FN tips are blue
Yeah, I put money over bitches I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, I get money with my niggas I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, Glizock handle business, nigga, that ain't nothing new
Yeah, winter time ridin' with no roof (skrrt)
Or catch me in the summer in a Moncler in my coupe (woo)
It's big Glock and these lil' boys can't do the shit that I do
Yeah, it's big Glock, nigga, and I got the motherf*ckin' juice
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I got the motherf*ckin' tool
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I let that motherf*cka loose
Yup, it's big Glock I ain't playin' by no motherf*ckin' rules
Yup, it's big Glock and yo' bitch say I'm the motherf*ckin' truth (I'm the truth, nigga)
Yeah, I just dropped a deuce of codeine in my Mountain Dew
Uh, this shit got me high as f*ck I need a parachute
Yeah, this shit got me wired up I'm tryna keep my cool
Yeah, dumb bitch had tried her luck I told her I ain't no fool (ho)
They say roses are red, well this bankroll on me blue
Yeah, I been flexin' so hard I ain't got shit else to do
Yeah, I been flexin' so hard I ain't got shit else to do
Yeah, but ball on these hatin' ass niggas, ain't shit to it (uh-uh)
I'm straight up out the trenches, my diamonds came from a Jewish
And I can't trust these bitches, these bitches be havin' cooties
They say money don't grow on trees, I got it then I grew it
I'm cutthroat forreal, baby girl, this not a movement (uh-uh)
Yeah, this a lifestyle (yeah, bitch)
I'm strapped right now (baow)
Choppas on me right now
Lil' nigga pipe down
I shine like a lighthouse
Yeah, bitch I'm iced out (ice)
I shine like a lighthouse
Yeah, bitch I'm iced out (ice)
They say roses are red but my FN tips are blue
Yeah, I put money over bitches I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, I get money with my niggas I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, Glizock handle business, nigga, that ain't nothing new
Yeah, winter time ridin' with no roof (skrrt)
Or catch me in the summer in a Moncler in my coupe (yeah)
It's big Glock and these lil' boys can't do the shit that I do
Yeah, it's big Glock, nigga, and I got the motherf*ckin' juice
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I got the motherf*ckin' tool
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I let that motherf*cka loose
Yup, it's big Glock I ain't playin' by no motherf*ckin' rules
Yup, it's big Glock and yo' bitch say I'm the motherf*ckin' truth
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(Zone 6 nigga, Pyrex Whippa)
(Pyrex)
Glizock
Ayy
They say roses are red but my FN tips are blue
Yeah, I put money over bitches I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, I get money with my niggas I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, Glizock handle business, nigga, that ain't nothing new
Yeah, winter time ridin' with no roof (skrrt)
Or catch me in the summer in a Moncler in my coupe (woo)
It's big Glock and these lil' boys can't do the shit that I do
Yeah, it's big Glock, nigga, and I got the motherf*ckin' juice
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I got the motherf*ckin' tool
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I let that motherf*cka loose
Yup, it's big Glock I ain't playin' by no motherf*ckin' rules
Yup, it's big Glock and yo' bitch say I'm the motherf*ckin' truth (I'm the truth, nigga)
Yeah, I just dropped a deuce of codeine in my Mountain Dew
Uh, this shit got me high as f*ck I need a parachute
Yeah, this shit got me wired up I'm tryna keep my cool
Yeah, dumb bitch had tried her luck I told her I ain't no fool (ho)
They say roses are red, well this bankroll on me blue
Yeah, I been flexin' so hard I ain't got shit else to do
Yeah, I been flexin' so hard I ain't got shit else to do
Yeah, but ball on these hatin' ass niggas, ain't shit to it (uh-uh)
I'm straight up out the trenches, my diamonds came from a Jewish
And I can't trust these bitches, these bitches be havin' cooties
They say money don't grow on trees, I got it then I grew it
I'm cutthroat forreal, baby girl, this not a movement (uh-uh)
Yeah, this a lifestyle (yeah, bitch)
I'm strapped right now (baow)
Choppas on me right now
Lil' nigga pipe down
I shine like a lighthouse
Yeah, bitch I'm iced out (ice)
I shine like a lighthouse
Yeah, bitch I'm iced out (ice)
They say roses are red but my FN tips are blue
Yeah, I put money over bitches I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, I get money with my niggas I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, Glizock handle business, nigga, that ain't nothing new
Yeah, winter time ridin' with no roof (skrrt)
Or catch me in the summer in a Moncler in my coupe (yeah)
It's big Glock and these lil' boys can't do the shit that I do
Yeah, it's big Glock, nigga, and I got the motherf*ckin' juice
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I got the motherf*ckin' tool
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I let that motherf*cka loose
Yup, it's big Glock I ain't playin' by no motherf*ckin' rules
Yup, it's big Glock and yo' bitch say I'm the motherf*ckin' truth
(Pyrex)
Glizock
Ayy
They say roses are red but my FN tips are blue
Yeah, I put money over bitches I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, I get money with my niggas I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, Glizock handle business, nigga, that ain't nothing new
Yeah, winter time ridin' with no roof (skrrt)
Or catch me in the summer in a Moncler in my coupe (woo)
It's big Glock and these lil' boys can't do the shit that I do
Yeah, it's big Glock, nigga, and I got the motherf*ckin' juice
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I got the motherf*ckin' tool
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I let that motherf*cka loose
Yup, it's big Glock I ain't playin' by no motherf*ckin' rules
Yup, it's big Glock and yo' bitch say I'm the motherf*ckin' truth (I'm the truth, nigga)
Yeah, I just dropped a deuce of codeine in my Mountain Dew
Uh, this shit got me high as f*ck I need a parachute
Yeah, this shit got me wired up I'm tryna keep my cool
Yeah, dumb bitch had tried her luck I told her I ain't no fool (ho)
They say roses are red, well this bankroll on me blue
Yeah, I been flexin' so hard I ain't got shit else to do
Yeah, I been flexin' so hard I ain't got shit else to do
Yeah, but ball on these hatin' ass niggas, ain't shit to it (uh-uh)
I'm straight up out the trenches, my diamonds came from a Jewish
And I can't trust these bitches, these bitches be havin' cooties
They say money don't grow on trees, I got it then I grew it
I'm cutthroat forreal, baby girl, this not a movement (uh-uh)
Yeah, this a lifestyle (yeah, bitch)
I'm strapped right now (baow)
Choppas on me right now
Lil' nigga pipe down
I shine like a lighthouse
Yeah, bitch I'm iced out (ice)
I shine like a lighthouse
Yeah, bitch I'm iced out (ice)
They say roses are red but my FN tips are blue
Yeah, I put money over bitches I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, I get money with my niggas I don't know 'bout you
Yeah, Glizock handle business, nigga, that ain't nothing new
Yeah, winter time ridin' with no roof (skrrt)
Or catch me in the summer in a Moncler in my coupe (yeah)
It's big Glock and these lil' boys can't do the shit that I do
Yeah, it's big Glock, nigga, and I got the motherf*ckin' juice
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I got the motherf*ckin' tool
Yeah, it's big Glock and you know I let that motherf*cka loose
Yup, it's big Glock I ain't playin' by no motherf*ckin' rules
Yup, it's big Glock and yo' bitch say I'm the motherf*ckin' truth
Writer: Markeyvius Cathey
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING