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Finesse Da Glo - GloRilla (Ft. Finesse2Tymes)
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Finesse Da Glo - GloRilla (Ft. Finesse2Tymes)
[Intro: Finesse2Tymes]
Two of 'em
(d.a. got that dope)

[Verse 1: Finesse2Tymes]
I don't do the friend (Don't call me your friend)
I don't do the buddy (I am not your buddy)
Don't need you to cook, don't need you to clean, pull up, we fucking (Pull up and get out of here, gone)
I pour a four in a peach Arizona
I hit her raw and got caught in the moment (Oops)
I got her saying she love me
Bitch, how you love me and don't even know me? (Ah)
Bought her some Maison Margiela and now I can fuck her whenever (Whenever I want her)
Speed up on the Addy, slow it down on the Tesla (This a Percocet 30)
I'm looking through the Bulgari, sorry, but I can tell you 'flaging (You cap)
Like, free Black Haven, free Big Larry (They fed), they really was mobbing (Mob)
Fuck a vouch (Fuck that), break them fifties out, fuck a house
Hit my man (Boom), all you see is shells jumping out (Jumping out)
We the Klan (Aryan Nation), I don't fuck with niggas, KKK (KKK)
And if it wasn't for choppers, man, I probably wouldn't be here today

[Verse 2: GloRilla]
Get your ho and tell her to pipe down with her lil' ugly ass
Let's go stack for stack, not body for body with your little fuckin' ass
I ain't botherin' nobody, if they throwin' shots, you know that I'm busting back (Baow, baow, baow)
He thinking he doing somethin' 'til I turn around, then just get to fucking back
I know you watchin', like some pictures since you lurkin' (Ayy)
Raw as hell, gotta come see it in person (Come here)
It's that Leo in me, I don't want you, I'm just flirtin'
Bitch, we get shit done, we not post it, but we workin' (On gang)
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