You Don’t Know Bout It Shy Glizzy (Ft. Snipe Glizzy)

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Intro: [Snipe Glizzy]
Glizzy Gang
Bang Bang
Snipes, Shy
MIGG

[Verse1: Snipe Glizzy]

I'm in a different lane
Drippin' paint
Ridin' car packed
I'm burning rubber till the tires go flat
With the feds behind me
Can you top that
They locked me up for showing off
I had the top back
Tell your man we aim off or fall back
Before a nigga at his head like a ball cap
At his funeral squeezing till his skull crack
Mac 11s
Mac 12s
Mac 10s and all that
And we don't care about then niggas dressed in all black
Why
Cause all ya'll whack
Keep talking get all yall cracked
Get on some mob shit and get all ya'll whacked
In that six by nine
It be too cold
Fuck a C-O
Get that weed rolled
A nigga playing
Lochness Glock and roll
Sticking too the G code
Nigga thats all I know