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glorilla - gmfu كلمات الأغنية

[intro: glorilla]
yeah, you b_tches got me f_cked up, f_cked up (with they weak ass)
they know they got glorilla f_cked up (f_ck you mean)
ayy, carter (what’s up?)
what’s up with it, b? (hah)
(macaroni made it)
then what?

[chorus: glorilla]
money, head, clothes and bags
heard we got some b_tches mad
took her ho, take your man
if i pop my sh_t, n_gga pop them bands
got me f_cked up, got me f_cked up
and they let us in the party, they done f_cked up
posted like a thug that got a mug like i was stuck up
don’t fear none of you b_tches, better know you gettin’ touched up
thinkin’ that we soft, lil’ b_tch gon’ f_ck around, get roughed up
carbon in the party, got the carbine, that b_tch tucked up
got that loud smoke that’ll make a n_gga hush up
blow it in his face and tell a n_gga ass to puff up
[verse 1: glorilla]
they know they got me f_cked up, please don’t get me pumped up
unless the money talkin’, tell them b_tches shut the f_ck up
ho, we know you soft, so why the f_ck you actin’ tough for?
turn you to a l!ck, he brung him up like when he lucked up
and we on that turnt sh_t, hit the club, we turnt, b_tch
flexin’ ’cause i want, just because i earned it
playin’ with this fire, you gon’ f_ck around, get burnt, b_tch
chopper got a d_ck, don’t f_ck around and let that sperm hit, b_tch
i ain’t never been f_cked with, but i’ll make a n_gga bust quick
i ain’t the b_tch you wanna f_ck with
just come see what’s up with it
yeah, come try your luck, b_tch
f_ck around, get drug
and your n_gga that you trust, b_tch
i got him right here on the f_ck sh_t
i thought he was in love, b_tch
put gorilla glue on him, now he on stuck sh_t, godd_mn
yeah, you b_tches got me f_cked up, you n_ggas got me f_cked up too
don’t come for me, lil’ b_tch, if i didn’t motherf_ckin’ send for you
gang ‘nem get to ridin’ like gorillas in the f_ckin’ zoo
pull up with that action like glorilla in the f_ckin’ coupe

[chorus: glorilla]
money, head, clothes and bags
heard we got some b_tches mad
took her ho, take your man
if i pop my sh_t, n_gga pop them bands
got me f_cked up, got me f_cked up
and they let us in the party, they done f_cked up
posted like a thug that got a mug like i was stuck up
don’t fear none of you b_tches, better know you gettin’ touched up
thinkin’ that we soft, lil’ b_tch gon’ f_ck around, get roughed up
carbon in the party, got the carbine, that b_tch tucked up
got that loud smoke that’ll make a n_gga hush up
blow it in his face and tell a n_gga ass to puff up
[verse 2: k carbon]
got a psa for all you hoes who discuss me
slime never hidin’, so i guess i’m where the opps be
never lackin’ artillery, i’m where the glocks be
choppa gang clean up crew, so, b_tch, i’m where the mops be
you a peon, lil’ b_tch, you don’t want no smoke
don’t like none of you b_tches, so watch your approach
quick to clean up your nose
keep glo on my side and she rockin’ that roll
body bags and toe tags, we’ll do his ass really bad
white chalk and yellow tape, choppa gang gon’ close the case
no evidence, a cold case, scope the scene and play it safe
mask up and don’t show your face, b_tch ever play, she gon’ lay
broke b_tches look p_ssy, they throwin’ some shots and they constantly missing
take off an arm if i feel like she reachin’, ho
see me and you b_tches speakin’, ayy
got glocks for opps (got me f_cked up)
cg hit your block (you get touched up)
this sh_t’ll get messy (ho)
7.62, these lil’ b_tches, they deadly (brrt)
left the scene in a stretcher
he play, so i bless him
shout out to dev, my young n_gga, he reckless
i’m totin’ a carbine, lil’ b_tch, don’t you test me
come get your n_gga the f_ck out my messages
[chorus: glorilla]
money, head, clothes and bags
heard we got some b_tches mad
took her ho, take your man
if i pop my sh_t, n_gga pop them bands
got me f_cked up, got me f_cked up
and they let us in the party, they done f_cked up
posted like a thug that got a mug like i was stuck up
don’t fear none of you b_tches, better know you gettin’ touched up
thinkin’ that we soft, lil’ b_tch gon’ f_ck around, get roughed up
carbon in the party, got the carbine, that b_tch tucked up
got that loud smoke that’ll make a n_gga hush up
blow it in his face and tell a n_gga ass to puff up

[outro: glorilla]
glorilla
y’all know what the f_ck goin’ on
y’all got me f_cked up, for real, though
you b_tches, you n_ggas, all y’all got me f_cked up
f_ck wrong with a n_gga ass?

- glorilla

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