GLITZ Lyrics

Mixing the Maison up with Margiela

BB Simon belt it wrapped round my waist

In love with money so I fucked on the teller

Got on my grind no this can't go to waste

Like a roadman rock a Cleez in the summer

How I'm popping shit it got you amazed

Sippin' on Keisha not talking Plum

I rock a shiesty like I'm robbing a bank

No I can never wife up on a thot

I can't go back to my old ways

I pack the gas stuff it into a blunt

And sprinkle za like my names Salt Bae

Almighty So how this bitch want my knots

Now that I'm up got her salty

I touched down MIA with the bag

Just like I play for the Dolphins

Lane switch a Trackhawk all purple Wockhardt up in the lab cooking beats like Pi'erre

Exotic fashion living life fast shit just dropped your advance on brand new Canary

Yellow diamonds fit just like a Laker bitch alley ooping rocks all up in the air

Took out a cuffed bitch saw her man in public but I couldn't even give a fuck to care

Yuh yuh, I'm catching bodies but not talkin bout a bitch

Yuh yuh, Monkey nuts the way I hang with the clip

Yuh yuh, Talkin reckless finna have that boy shipped

Yuh yuh, Whipping a Patek you blind from the glitz

Mixing the Maison up with Margiela

BB Simon belt it wrapped round my waist

In love with money so I fucked on the teller

Got on my grind no this can't go to waste

Like a roadman rock a Cleez in the summer

How I'm popping shit it got you amazed

Sippin' on Keisha not talking Plum

I rock a shiesty like I'm robbing a bank

No I can never wife up on a thot

I can't go back to my old ways

I pack the gas stuff it into a blunt

And sprinkle za like my names Salt Bae

Almighty So how this bitch want my knots

Now that I'm up got her salty

I touched down MIA with the bag

Just like I play for the Dolphins

Dirty Sprite it got me under a spell

In the kitchen using drug paraphernalia

Treat a thot like my cup bitch I spill her

Got your bitch on her knees servin' medulla

Fly around with sticks just like I'm Hilda

Kicked the cup but I'm still poppin these pills

Thug it out I cannot be in my feels

Worried bout a ho I'm chasing these mills

Stay huffin the pack I'll never backtrack best believe I put that lil bitch on go

I was flying first class and I went popped a xan Kiyarts woke up he on the opposite coast

On tour making bands I'm trying go global finna pop out in your city like a ghost

With your bitch making plans rocking True Religion denim I'm not even trying but I'm doing the most