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Glow Up Lyrics - Artist : CalBoy
[Calboy:]
She know I can flip a pack, and she know Flip a pack, and she know (6lement) Hey Ayy, run this shit up, yeah, I can flip a pack, and she know (She know) Ayy, both of chains have commas, they weigh more than three O's Most of my gang with the drama, empty clips and reload Probably ride with a hundred racks, bitch, keep that on the D-low These days, I been fightin' shit, I'm tryna roll up (I'm tryna roll up) Big body bitch, this 'Cat got red eyes, I'm doin' donuts And she want hard sex, I popped a Percocet, I'm finna go nuts (Finna go nuts) I come from that dirty, baby, they ain't expect the glow up (Gang) She say, "You be drippy, where you get it?" Bitch, it's just Don I'm still with the soliders, bitch, these bullets rip through teflon (Boom) Heard they screamin' Redrum, mm-mm, bitch, you better not (Uh) Bitch, they quick to pull it, try to pull it, get left in that life (Hey) Ayy, knew that I'd be rich, and it ain't take long (Take long) Remember he played with me and caught a halo Boy, you trippin', caught him slippin' on the way home (Way home) Ayy, fell in love with them sounds for the Draco (Draco) We got mob ties, bitch, I'm with them members Shawty want my heart, my shit be colder than December (Uh-huh) Real shark in that water, most of these niggas be pretenders (Ayy) Baby, I been thuggin' ever since I could remember (Hey) Ayy, run this shit up, yeah, I can flip a pack, and she know (She know) Ayy, both of chains have commas, they weigh more than three O's Most of my gang with the drama, empty clips and reload Probably ride with a hundred racks, bitch, keep that on the D-low These days, I been fightin' shit, I'm tryna roll up (I'm tryna roll up) Big body bitch, this 'Cat got red eyes, I'm doin' donuts And she want hard sex, I popped a Percocet, I'm finna go nuts (Finna go nuts) I come from that dirty, baby, they ain't expect the glow up (Gang) [Fredo Bang:] Eat it up, switchy on the glizzy just to speed it up Speak for what? Nigga know it's pressure if I'm heated up Stand on what I say before I spray, I never rap again N.W.A., you play with me, you might not walk again Gangsta out my city, can feel my presence when I'm walkin' in (Walkin' in) Twenty on his head, I'm tryna talk him into takin' ten You ain't gotta fold, I'ma slang that torch until you bitches bend I done killed real killers, ain't no nigga like me checkin' in (Hah) I done clipped a couple niggas and, my mama, she know Put a button on my Glock, this bitch look like a remote I been itchin' for a kill, scratchin' like a Brillo Six feet, twin size, I make a nigga sleep low [Calboy:] Ayy, run this shit up, yeah, I can flip a pack, and she know (She know) Ayy, both of chains have commas, they weigh more than three O's Most of my gang with the drama, empty clips and reload Probably ride with a hundred racks, bitch, keep that on the D-low These days, I been fightin' shit, I'm tryna roll up (I'm tryna roll up) Big body bitch, this 'Cat got red eyes, I'm doin' donuts And she want hard sex, I popped a Percocet, I'm finna go nuts (Finna go nuts) I come from that dirty, baby, they ain't expect to glow up (Gang) |
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