Glenwood Freestyle!

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Glenwood Freestyle!

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[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] We up, one up, two up, three up, but I can't kick my feet up Gotta make sure these fucks can't see us, even if they can see us I might hit and fuck her shit up, but I never need her Thrash and then I pass, thread the needle Uh, shit, huh, clutch that D Eagle like it's legal Glenwood day, hangin' out the window of the Regal (Ooh) Been a good day, I just pray I get a sequel (Ooh) They let off a K, I heard it slayed a few people Girl did me dirty, I had to dead it, now I'm heartless Know I'ma go and get this lеttuce regardless, huh Keep TEC on mе, I ain't no referee Niggas ain't check on me, 'til I had that check on me Push to start the whip, fuck a set of keys Still drop my top when temp below seventy This shit make a hater wanna fade me His girl wanna sex me, she textin' me daily [Chorus] They tryna get on board with the boy 'cause I'm wavy Big booty bitch, and she drive a nigga crazy Say I'm leavin', but I never leave, that my baby Bit', we up, one up, two up, three up Nigga gotta get up and get this cheese, don't be lazy Gotta push that GLE 'fore I'm pushin' daisies All my niggas with me, got the city goin' crazy Wait, we up, one up, two up, three up [Verse 2] Wait, him don't ride Prius This shit ain't new, them bitties been on my penis All white my truck, it look like milk, cocaina The clip so long, it look like a stilt on my nina, mm I count thirty, Steph Curry So if I miss the first time– pshh, don't worry Plenty more where that came from, I got extras Long live Nip, had to Cuban link my necklace Get the money, get the power, then they'll respect us Black, young, rich and reckless Hot shit, now they tryna hop ship That lil' nigga that you rock wit' is not lit, uh Ain't seen shorty in a lil' minute, she done got thick But she don't fuck with me no more, she say I'm toxic All I wanted to do was ball, now I'm a top pick That make ops sick, so we keep chopsticks, uh [Chorus] They tryna get on board with the boy 'cause I'm wavy Big booty bitch, and she drive a nigga crazy Say I'm leavin', but I never leave, that my baby Bit', we up, one up, two up, three up Nigga gotta get up and get this cheese, don't be lazy Gotta push that GLE 'fore I'm pushin' daisies All my niggas with me, got the city goin' crazy Wait, we up, one up, two up, three up

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  • Rahki
  • GRIP