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letra de intro - glorilla

[intro]
i’m sick as f-ck, f-ck this sh-t
glorilla
(macaroni made, macaroni made)

[chorus]
ballin’ like ginóbili, coolin’ with my homies
some rockin’ red, some purple like some codeine
your n-gga wanna know me, b-tches think they know me
say you with the sh-t, i won’t believe it ’til you show me

[verse]
the only wave i’m ever ridin’ is the n-gga head
you tryna beef about the n-gga? baby, i just want his bread, ayy
you say you ’bout that life, i wanna see you shake it
and word to all my whoadies, i wanna see you make it
he heard me rap about that wet-wet, now he wanna know how true it is
and tell that n-gga if i let him hit it, hе gon’ be a lunatic
tell him, “it was nice to know ya,” movin’ on just likе i’m ludacris
i’ma have him on the bounty tryna find me like a frigidaire
rack some sh-t, keep it pushin’, make sure ain’t no witness lookin’
hit the gas, disappear, guess my weed was never here
my gangster n-gga with the mac and my hoover n-gga steady stackin’
my grape n-gga’ll get sh-t crackin’, my piru n-gga super jackin’
ayy, i ain’t no k!ller, but don’t push me
gotta have some dough, lil’ n-gga, if you want the cookie
f-ck a chorus, hit up macaroni, send me a no hook beat
didn’t go to college, but i make a grad b-tch feel like a rookie
they didn’t believe me, now i got these different places tryna book me
and yeah, i make somethin’ shake, but none of you b-tches ever shook me
yeah, upgraded to a meal, so now that n-gga wanna cook me
say he don’t like takin’ chances, but know that that n-gga took me
could be the richest b-tch in the game, still gon’ need a booster
or cop a million-dollar cope because i hate them f-ckin’ ubers, ayy
[chorus]
ballin’ like ginóbili, coolin’ with my homies
some rockin’ red, some purple like some codeine
your n-gga wanna know me, b-tches think they know me
say you with the sh-t, i won’t believe it ’til you show me

- glorilla

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