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letra de yo stupid ass - swerzie

[chorus: swerzie and apollo the gemini]
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
i pulled up on that b-tch with h-lla bags (bags, b-tch!)
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
stressing on these little b-tches, no, i won’t do
pull up in a range and tell her what it do (uzi rotten, b-tch)
i got h-lla bags and my ex still broke too
don’t be mad because i done glowed up on you

[verse 1: apollo the gemini]
bi-bi-b-tches on my d-ck, they see me grinding though
icy diamonds, they frosty like i dipped in the snow
got a .40 on me, you don’t want no f-ckin’ smoke
talkin’ crazy, you must not have heard of apollo
i been leanin’ and i just took me a xan
i-i see you talkin’ but i don’t hear what you saying
in attires, but i’m counting h-lla bands
she wanna f-ck, but i made her suck on my mans
yeah

[chorus: swerzie and apollo the gemini]
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
i pulled up on that b-tch with h-lla bags (bags, b-tch!)
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
stressing on these little b-tches, no, i won’t do
pull up in a range and tell her what it do (uzi rotten, b-tch)
i got h-lla bags and my ex still broke too
don’t be mad because i done glowed up on you

[verse 2: swerzie]
i know that yo’ ass not used to ridin’ in foreigns, aye
pull up, drop top, and i’m late like “b-tch you boring”
b-tch, we out here, uzi rotten never dorming
tell these labels i’m about to kick the door in
i know that my name, all in my ex mouth
pulling up, a range rover, i’m flexed out
uzi boys and i, see rotten next out
flex all on that b-tch, i know she stressed out, (aye, yeah)

[chorus: swerzie, apollo the gemini, and bbym-th-]
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
i pulled up on that b-tch with h-lla bags (bags, b-tch!)
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
stressing on these little b-tches, no, i won’t do
pull up in a range and tell her what it do
i got h-lla bags and my ex still broke too
don’t be mad because i done glowed up on you (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[verse 3: bbym-th-]
lose a b-tch with babies taking instagrams in amsterdam
she been around the world and bae still can’t seem to keep a man
almost getting juiced about who been up in my coochie
my baby callin’ me useless, it’s worth it, my life a movie
turn my b00bs into some greens, buy the pistol for security
[?]
lil’ b-tch

[chorus: swerzie and apollo the gemini]
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
i pulled up on that b-tch with h-lla bags (bags, b-tch!)
i glowed up on yo’ stupid ass
stressing on these little b-tches, no, i won’t do
pull up in a range and tell her what it do (uzi rotten, b-tch)
i got h-lla bags and my ex still broke too
don’t be mad because i done glowed up on you

[outro: swerzie]
yeah!
my ex, she mad cause these diamonds glow
i’ma pull up with suicide built in my doors
i know she salty cause she peeped the glow
went from no car to 140 dash in a row
texting the celly like leave me alone
i just met with her friend and she served me that dome
i never trusted no girlie, no no
uzi rotten we trust till’ the casket is closed, b-tch, yeah

- swerzie

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