letra de around it - glo
[intro]
(haha)
[chrous]
yeah, b-big ass glock, you want war, then i’m ’bout it (then i’m ’bout it)
say you want smoke with g-l-o, that n-gga shot it (shot my n-ggas)
yeah, two more racks, i let the money counter count it (the money counter)
i was lost but somehow i had went and found it (i had went and found it)
heard some sh-t before, no way they get around it (no way to get around it)
i-i’m not rizzing your ho, she be getting manic
oh, yeah, pop a g6 in the studio, i can’t even feel my face (feel my face)
you ain’t ever seen an arp, gen-5, or baby drac’ (baby drac’)
[verse]
shoot that boy, we take that n-gga down, sh-t was a piece of cake
i swear some my hoes ain’t playing around, just stay up out the way
i won’t talk around these n-ggas, they repeating what i say
the way these n-ggas d-ck ride, i’m starting to think these n-ggas g-y
i saw n-ggas go that way, so i had went the other way
b-brand new pack just came in, i just smoked a p the other day
she want me to come save her life but, b-tch, i do not wear a cape
if a n-gga try to take my life, on god, we send shots to the face
brand new [?], i’m back on the ‘gram
when i shoot this b-tch, get smoked like a vape
i don’t give a f-ck what a n-gga talkin’ ’bout
i’ma see me a reason, i’m finna go take
thirty milligram oxy’ in my body, think i’m racin’
i’ve been moving ’round, i keep with my glocky, let it spray
why these n-ggas always copy? they can’t never make they wave
all these chains around my neck, b-tch, i feel like a f-cking slave
n-gga play inside this b-tch, we shoot sh-t just like 2k
they like, “oh, you tryna get rich?” count these racks up, yeah, today
i don’t mind my b-tch heart, but i got racks so it’s okay
this ho think shes so smart, she just wan’ f-ck me for the fam
got a big ah hundred round for n-ggas speaking on my name
you try take something from the guys, you gotta charge that to the game
[chrous]
yeah, b-big ass glock, you want war, then i’m ’bout it
say you want smoke with g-l-o, that n-gga shot it
yeah, two more racks, i let the money counter count it
yeah, b-big ass glock, you want war, then i’m ’bout it (then i’m ’bout it)
say you want smoke with g-l-o, that n-gga shot it (shot my n-ggas)
yeah, two more racks, i let the money counter count it (the money counter)
i was lost but somehow i had went and found it (i had went and found it)
heard some sh-t before, no way they get around it (no way to get around it)
i-i’m not rizzing your ho, she be getting manic
oh, yeah, pop a g6 in the studio, i can’t even feel my face (feel my face)
you ain’t ever seen an arp, gen-5, or baby drac’ (baby drac’)
[outro]
piece of cake (cake)
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