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• Artiste: Raq baby
• Titre: Glizzy On Hip
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(Here you go, fuckin' ignorin' me and shit, lookin' through my story) (You wanna fucking play, like I'm not even motherfuckin' playing with you, Benzo) They lyin' today, say RBeezy want them We do whatever we want, I walk around with a glizzy on hip They try to get there when you go, hell nah, you cannot jump on ship Know you won't drop that lo', bet he won't, fuck nigga gon' dip You bleed just how we bleed, hop out, squeeze Heard an opp nigga tryna bump, where you at? I ain't pop out deep Finna go buy a Bentley truck, when I pop out, lil' bitch, this me These bitches fake, rather rent me a girl Do I love her? I don't know, it's a real mysterious world Penthouse, top floor, whenever I open the door, it be like Finna have a good night, what you wanna drink? Sprite, if you leave, I'll be alright Tryna beat that shit to sleep whenever you leave, don't be all night Got some foreign tryna creep, make a squeak and he gon' die Nigga done checked 'cause he thought I wasn't gon' squeeze, he on Fox 5 Nigga, where your check? He blew everything and now he seem to be outside Can't trust you, bitch, all you do is lie Tryna be my baby mama, can't be mine Whenever it's smoke, know I'm ridin' But I won't crash because I grind Worked too hard for this, I had to get walked past for me to shine Yeah, worked hard for this, can't be stingy with me, baby, get in line I done worked hard for real, be there for my kid Ain't a facade, this shit for real, play with us and we gon' spin They lyin' today, say RBeezy want them We do whatever we want, I walk around with a glizzy on hip They try to get there when you go, hell nah, you cannot jump on ship Know you won't drop that lo', bet he won't, fuck nigga gon' dip You bleed just how we bleed, hop out, squeeze Heard an opp nigga tryna bump, where you at? I ain't pop out deep Finna go buy a Bentley truck, when I pop out, lil' bitch, this me These bitches fake, rather rent me a girl Do I love her? I don't know, it's a real mysterious world Yeah, uh, this shit way too evil, uh I'm tryna pop out the cut all black, on fire, might kill some people, yeah We put belt to ass, so don't scream, my new belt Celine Dreadlocks in his head, that .308'll turn him Mr. Clean Tell me what you want, got it all, I got what you need She don't give up that pussy for nothin', I'm a locksmith, know I got the key I fuck around and tweak, 'bout that skrilla, I'm a fuckin' geek We don't fuck with lames, we tired of niggas, I'm a fuckin' P (Yeah) Fuckin' a big-booty ho in a Scat Pack, almost wrecked the V, yeah You ain't gon' bust that fire, get out the way, just give it to me, yeah That's on my lil' boy, life ain't no toy, we put shit on tees Don't ask what I believe, you should know, got crosses on my jeans They lyin' today, say RBeezy want them We do whatever we want, I walk around with a glizzy on hip They try to get there when you go, hell nah, you cannot jump on ship Know you won't drop that lo', bet he won't, fuck nigga gon' dip You bleed just how we bleed, hop out, squeeze Heard an opp nigga tryna bump, where you at? I ain't pop out deep Finna go buy a Bentley truck, when I pop out, lil' bitch, this me These bitches fake, rather rent me a girl Do I love her? I don't know, it's a real mysterious world (You wanna fucking play, like I'm not even motherfuckin' playing with you, Benzo)