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glitch out - glorylo lyrics

[chrous * glorylo]
hop in the big body
i be getting money
wondering why these b*tches on d
(what)
i get the diamonds and sh*t
and i just put my wock in a freeze
(woah)
got dnd on the phone
cause i ain’t never got time for a b*b*tch
(what)
i might just chill
what’s up with this shawty?
i’m throwing his ass in a d*ditch
(come on)
blood expand on my fit
too many b*tches that stay on my d*ck
i’m with the gang, so they know who i’m with
gotta stay on my toes
gotta stay on my sh*t
i got a glock so they gun don’t jam
(jam)
srt that b*tch go reow
(reow)
saving this sh*t they building it down
smokin that gas, i just got me a gram
(gram)
you only with that b*tch sh*t he agree on
i got that sh*t, do not need to put me on
[verse 1 * glorylo]
my diamond shine like a dime, like a neon (neon)
he cannot be on the g sh*t that we on
preachin that b*tch boys opinion
they cannot bе on the sh*t that i be on
i’m steady k!lling this sh*t likе i’m leon
i just need me a lil b*tch i can lean on
i just been thumbin up, thumbin up racks
(racks)
i just been smokin on, smokin on thrax
(thrax)
i just been puffin up, puffin up packs
(packs)
he wanna feature? well, i’m finna tax
(tax)
i chase the money, i got to the max
(max)
i just be from the
from the back
(back)
not playing madden but i’m getting sax
(sax)
been balling, y’all, i’m getting stacks
(stacks)

[verse 2 * 07kjay]
(uh)
h*he an ig steppa
k!lla boy, k!lla
run up wrong
get ya sh*t pushed b*back
mask on, hoodie low
all black
(black)
go tiff for tat
(tat)
spin once
if he live
(live)
then b*tch, we double back
too cold
(cold)
heart froze
(froze)
shoot a n*gga in his cadillac
what’s up?
i’m right back
heard you ain’t like that
(like that)
heard you ain’t like that
(what’s up?
i’m right back
heard you ain’t like that)
[chrous * glorylo]
hop in the big body
i be getting money
wondering why these b*tches on d
(what)
i get the diamonds and sh*t
and i just got my wock in a freeze
(woah)
got dnd on the phone
cause i ain’t never got time for a b*b*tch
(what)
i might just chill
what’s up with this shawty?
i’m throwing his ass in a d*ditch
(come on)
blood expand on my fit
too many b*tches that stay on my d*ck
i’m with the gang, so they know who i’m with
gotta stay on my toes
gotta stay on my sh*t
i got a glock so they gun don’t jam
(jam)
srt that b*tch go reow
(reow)
saving this sh*t they building it down
smokin that gas, i just got me a gram
(gram)
you only with that b*tch sh*t he agree on
i got that sh*t, do not need to put me on

- glorylo lyrics

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