letra de glow dat $tick - eevnxx
[intro]
thehitbrainiac
[verse 1]
yo b-tch on me but you can never do nothing
cuz yo momma raised a p-ssy
everytime i walk to the drop top, can’t help but
close my eyes cuz my whip so glossy
god d-mn b-tch, i don’t smoke no gas
i don’t pop no xans h-lla cake
i just need that -ss don’t worry bout no mans
[bridge]
7:30 wake up skrt up in the lobby then proceed to flee
all my people riding in the back seat on a k!lling spree
wait, who that be? ready on the count of 3
squeeze the g, leave the scene
bouncin like the trampoline
[verse 2]
people be starving
and people be k!lling for food with that crack and that spoon
but these rich mothaf-ckas they stay eatin’ good
droppin’ wage livin good
holdin’ steel glocks, but you been a b-tch, suck a thick c-ck
f-ck a crip walk, hit the strip like in bangkok
never ever see me ever trip ’bout a lil broad
see me on the tv screamin’, “b-tch, you a d-mn fraud”
and you don’t wanna f-ck with a chigga like me
when i pull up in that maserati
better duck ‘fore ya brain splatter on the concrete
i’ma hit you with that .45, bullet hit yo neck round the bow tie
lookin’ like a thriller, film a b-tch
i’ma go right back with the clip and i know you be shakin’
don’t test me or i might just click at yo noggin like (huh)
[pre-chorus]
i was just thinkin’ ’bout you
and it made me think of colors of the sp-ce
70 miles up in my coupe
and not a thought ’bout steppin’ on my brakes
[chorus]
i done seen you glow like that, i must say that i’m proud
thinkin’ ’bout the times when you would go into my house (ayy)
had to let you go like that, i’d say it f-cked me up (up, up)
you live in my head without a doubt
always anxious, got your picture on my necklace (necklace, necklace)
say i’m smart but never seen a day of campus (campus, campus)
gave me ‘nani, don’t be sorry, we’re just reckless (skrrr, skrrr)
think about you every time i see your drawers (uhh)
[verse 3]
i be on my mac demarco sh-t
break my heart then smoke a cig
even put some cloves in it (cloves)
don’t test me because my skin ain’t thick
hit your walls, i need my fix
pull up on you, i need
bread earn income (man)
spend it on this balmain
working all night i might run into the bat(man)
don’t see no such thing as a motherf-cking bro mane
you ain’t f-cking slick if you think you in my team mane
[outro]
i was just thinkin’ ’bout you
and it made me think of colors of the sp-ce
70 miles up in my coupe
and not a thought ’bout steppin’ on my brakes
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