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letra de no i.d - shy glizzy

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[intro: shy glizzy]
b-tch i don’t need no i.d. i’m with twenty-one
ugh!
too trill… n-gga!

[chorus: shy glizzy]
i got my dollars up and now i’m going dumb
b-tches got some followers and now they acting dumb
b-tch i don’t need no i.d. i’m with twenty-one
it’s just us and twenty b-tches think we on to something
i’m going dumb
i’m going dumb
b-tch i don’t no i.d. i’m with twenty-one
i’m going dumb
i’m going dumb
i told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something

[verse 1: 21 savage]
i left my glizzy at the house cause i was with the glizzys
slaughter gang throw bullets around like a f-cking frisbee
she got some followers but savage still not on her t-tty
i’m from the streets you just a rapper with a f-cking image
i’m whipping a brick b-tch
i pull up with sticks b-tch
i pull up and bop, bop
i pull up and hit sh-t
i pull up in phantoms and ghost
i pull up and f-ck on yo hoe
i pull up and kick in yo door
i still scr-pe the sides of the bowl
young savage i got to get dough
i got to go get me some more
i used to pour up a latetle deuce
now i might pour up a four
matter fact pour up some more
load the sticks [?] he gone
got my dollars right [?] went dumb
percocets and backwoods i’m gone

[chorus: shy glizzy]
i got my dollars up and now i’m going dumb
b-tches got some followers and now they acting dumb
b-tch i don’t need no i.d. i’m with twenty-one
it’s just us and twenty b-tches think we on to something
i’m going dumb
i’m going dumb
b-tch i don’t no i.d. i’m with twenty-one
i’m going dumb
i’m going dumb
i told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something

[verse 2: shy glizzy]
my n-ggas right behind me they got twenty guns
if a n-gga play with jefe they going to hear something
i’m with a n-gga baby moms we in something foreign
b-tch wasn’t nothing i won’t even give her twenty-one
it’s getting lit told my n-ggas that it’s time to slide
what you going to do if a n-gga ask you, you going to ride
right in your eyes, are you a g or you a lie?
bop, bop somebody died here come homicide
gang leader
i’m drinking lean out the liter
posted up with my heater in a white beater
glizzy gang, slaughter gang, we’ll come through squeezing
see you on a instagram well i already cheated

[chorus: shy glizzy]
i got my dollars up and now i’m going dumb
b-tches got some followers and now they acting dumb
b-tch i don’t need no i.d. i’m with twenty-one
it’s just us and twenty b-tches think we on to something
i’m going dumb
i’m going dumb
b-tch i don’t no i.d. i’m with twenty-one
i’m going dumb
i’m going dumb
i told my partners grab the choppers think we on to something

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