Glenwood Freestyle! Songtext
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Glenwood Freestyle! Songtext
Yeah, yeah, yeah
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 sheet up, but I never need her
Thrash, then I pass, thread the needle
Uh, shit, huh, clutch that d eagle like it′s legal
Glenwood day, hanging out the window of the regal
Been a good day, I just pray I get a sequel
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 lettuce, regardless, huh
Keep t.e.c. on me, I ain′t no referee
Niggas ain′t check on me, till 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 texting me daily
They tryna get on board with the boy 'cause I′m wavy
Big booty bitch, and she drive a nigga crazy
Say I'm leaving, 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 g.l.e fore I′m pushing daisies
All my niggas with me, got the city going crazy
Wait, we up, one up, two up, three up
(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, 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
They tryna get on board with the boy cause I'm wavy
Big booty bitch, and she drive a nigga crazy
Say I′m leaving, 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 g.l.e fore I′m pushing daisies
All my niggas with me, got the city going crazy
Wait, we up, one up, two up, three up
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 sheet up, but I never need her
Thrash, then I pass, thread the needle
Uh, shit, huh, clutch that d eagle like it′s legal
Glenwood day, hanging out the window of the regal
Been a good day, I just pray I get a sequel
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 lettuce, regardless, huh
Keep t.e.c. on me, I ain′t no referee
Niggas ain′t check on me, till 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 texting me daily
They tryna get on board with the boy 'cause I′m wavy
Big booty bitch, and she drive a nigga crazy
Say I'm leaving, 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 g.l.e fore I′m pushing daisies
All my niggas with me, got the city going crazy
Wait, we up, one up, two up, three up
(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, 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
They tryna get on board with the boy cause I'm wavy
Big booty bitch, and she drive a nigga crazy
Say I′m leaving, 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 g.l.e fore I′m pushing daisies
All my niggas with me, got the city going crazy
Wait, we up, one up, two up, three up
Writer(s): Columbus Smith, Kyle Clow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
