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okay - s$m glory lyrics

[intro]
(ye11ow [?])
woah
yeah
yeah
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus]
choppas, we got plenty of those
we ain’t worried ’bout none of you n*ggas, uh
b*tches, we got plenty of those
we ain’t worried ’bout none of you hoes
we get to hittin’, n*ggas talkin’ heartless
head, we gon’ split
i f*cked my bag up in the summer
i made that sh*t back like so quickly, ayy, huh
exploit his ass, yeah, what
get his ass, yeah, what
n*ggas ain’t got no cars, i done had like ten of them sh*ts all summer, yeah
you ain’t got no car lil’ n*gga, you walk around all summer, yeah (ayy)
thought this sh*t was a game and when we seen his ass, we stump him (yeah)
[verse]
i looked outside and it was sunday so i decided to spend me a hundred (ayy)
okay, you wanna talk about bags? i’m gettin’ it
okay, you wanna talk about racks? i’m spendin’, yeah
f*ck my cousin, n*gga, i ain’t gon’ cap when i seen him get it
f*ck around, put a coupe right in his fitted
don’t give a f*ck if he come up missing
okay, ayy, you ain’t have no bag lil’ n*gga, you ask yo’ momma for money (turn up)
told that n*gga, “pull up” just to match, he got smoked just like a stiiizy
he think this sh*t was a game, f*ck it
hit him right in his brain, f*ck it
it don’t make no sense, does it?
how i up this stick in public

- sm glory lyrics

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