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glo getta - 365 كلمات أغنية

[intro: glo getta]
(keep that sh_t low_key, tae)
ytg and bandgang in this motherf_cker
yeah, we turnt up in this b_tch
2020 our year

[verse 1: glo getta]
lookin’ over my shoulders ’cause sometimes, i be paranoid
i know some old trappers still whippin’ up boy
i was eighteen when i had my first boy
now all a jit wanna play with is gun toys
mama told me, “son, listen, you ain’t got no friends”
my daddy told me, “you gon’ end up like your brother, dead” (d_mn)
we ain’t duckin’ from no opps, but we dodgin’ feds (vets)
i ain’t ridin’ ’round all day without makin’ bread
i ain’t ’bout to pay to f_ck, but i’ll pay for head
i had to switch it up ’cause n_ggas stealin’ swag again (switch it up)
skrrt off in the hammy, i did it again (skrrt_skrrt)
ain’t goin’ nowhere if the windows ain’t tinted (i ain’t doin’ it)
ain’t buyin’ no lean if the pint ain’t sealed
i ain’t nеver f_ckin’ with a broke b_tch evеr again (b_tch)
n_gga, real sh_t
i remember i was down bad, i was on my d_ck (i remember)
had to boss my life out, no handouts, i did it quick
n_ggas be talkin’ reckless when they on the ‘gram
we out late night, ridin’, tryna catch a ham
then we up earlier than the birds tryna get a bag
the white people keep lookin’ at me like all my pants sag
they don’t know i’m ’bout to walk in the mall and spend ten bands
my ex always on some drama sh_t, man, that sh_t sad
how he write a statement on your mans? now your name a rat (sad)
all hundreds in my pocket make my sh_t sag
try to take some sh_t from gang gang, your ass gettin’ bagged
broke b_tch ain’t got no money, now she sellin’ sack
i’m on my one nightstand sh_t, no strings attached
[verse 2: bandgang lonnie bands]
i just bought a new ar, green beam attached
i just bought a brick of tar, that heron black
hit my fiend with that fentanyl, it’s evenings flesh
i ain’t even tryna k!ll y’all, but i need my racks
i’ve been grindin’ three sixty_five, i don’t believe in rats
grab the dog for the sixty_five like i breed my blood
lil’ n_gga need to sit down, you ain’t livin’ like that
huh, boy, i’m in the country town askin’, “where the fiends at?”
i gotta hit my dope twice if i don’t hit od
i got ips, ops, rps, thirties
i got cookies, ogs, qps, whole things
and i got ounces of that white b_tch, chloe

- glo getta

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