Glee Lyrics

It's cost finger, baby

I'm pushing those ps fuck radio spins, more cash I don't need more friends

These niggas be salt they don't want you to win. Don't worry about me if your pockets don't lint

Fast cars, I be in like Tokyo Drift

Made 20 on the road, been hugging it since

Move tac, too tac, lil nigga don't slip

Big gun on my waist so, I walk with a limp

Got multiple bitches, I'm having that shit

Two phones on me, this one for the glitch

Fuck a hit, I'm making it hit

It was me and bro late night taking that risk

Scream everything dead and she making it strip

Scream everything bread he ain't getting that shit

Trap baby, this shit in my genes

Dog shit can't fit in my jeans

He a buyer, I don't like the word fiend

My auntie get down, she serving them beans

I be with the rappers, serving them weed

You be with the cappers, selling them dreams

My sprite came clear, I'm making it pink

If she not a eater, then we cannot link

Double back and make it go

Double back and make it go glee

Keep popping them E's, I ain't getting no sleep

Trap star, I be running streets

Keep thinking shit sweet, I'm playing for keeps

Big dog, I ain't come with a leash

My bloody hop out, he sturdy with G

Fly nigga, I'm wearing Supreme

Chain look good with the all black tee

Everybody shine if you on this team

No cap, I can show you how to get back

I ain't pulling out funds, nigga, just tap

I'm selling it low before I used to tax

I was broke then I got in my bag

Back then, them bitches would laugh

Now you bitches can't get off my back

I ain't friends with niggas, cause niggas do bad

All these rats, this shit getting sad

I ain't friends with niggas, cause niggas do bads

Too many rats be getting that pass

They want me to rap, I'm stuck in the trap

Got too many flavors, got different packs

This a 560 Benz, might get in the back

Everything I rap really be that

Nothing be cap damn, nothing be top