glitch

Lyrics

[Chorus] I've been smokin' on some shrooms and it's fuckin' up my lung (Uh) [?], pop my shit, momma raised the wild one I go crazy, go loco (Loco) Turnin' up, got these hoes [?] (Yeah) Get the block jumpin' like a pogo If you tryna take photos, they gonna take photos (Yeah) Nobody then, it's a no-go I ain't no two dollar-ass bitch, you know I pay for all my shit Told that broke nigga "Get a grip" Get you some money, get some chips Makin' outta racks then, I dip Queen of the trap, I can't trip My pockets heavy, walk with limp [Verse] Fill them with gas like a blunt [?] If it ain't 'bout the bag, I can't trip If it ain't 'bout the bag, I can't trip (Trip) If it ain't 'bout the bag, I won't trip Yeah, I'm flyin', I take trips Flights to [?], flight to the hills (Yeah) She said she wanna stay in the hills (Hills) Can't get no money from mе, lil' bitch, [?], get yo' ass back on that grill Yeah (Yeah) Shе said that I'm cold, I love it, that I give her ass the chills Yeah (Yeah) Just came from the doctor and they told me that I'm fuckin' ill [?] I'm so fresh, like [?] Treat me like I'mma six, and you know I'll blow yo' shit Call up bro 'cause [?] Niggas be on me like Rick Tell 'em "Cut the bullshit, you not rich" Nigga only flexed up for the pic' Say he a rapper, but it's all skits Say he gon' pull up, but it's all love Tell 'em bring a cat all for the kid, yeah Lettin' off fire and it sound [?] Yeah, you know I got a 'nother nigga's bitch And my pockets [?] rip but you know I can't count up none these racks Make the money count up, glitch Count it up, not no one's I like niggas who got the drugs and ride with drums And I like bitches that don't take pictures, that just know how to have fun She keep it private, silent [Chorus] I've been smokin' on some shrooms and it's fuckin' up my lung (Uh) [?], pop my shit, momma raised the wild one I go crazy, go loco (Loco) Turnin' up, got these hoes [?] (Yeah) Get the block jumpin' like a pogo If you tryna take photos, they gonna take photos (Yeah) Nobody then, it's a no-go I ain't no two dollar-ass bitch, you know I pay for all my shit Told that broke nigga "Get a grip" Get you some money, get some chips Makin' outta racks, then I dip Queen of the trap, I can't trip My pockets heavy, walk with limp