[Chorus: Lil 2z]
We grew up 'round Glizzy's, FN's, Five-sevens and Rugers (Huh)
Drizzy's, blackouts, Tec's and many Uzi's (Huh, okay)
I could see everything he ate today, they left him with his stomach out (Hahaha)
The only reason them other niggas ain't die, 'cause they ain't poppin' out (Real pussy)
We grew up 'round Glizzy's, FN's, Five-seven's and Rugers (Huh)
Drizzy's, blackouts, Tec's and many Uzi's (Huh, okay)
I could see everything he ate today, they left him with his stomach out (Okay)
The only reason them other niggas ain't die, 'cause they ain't poppin' out
[Verse 1: Lil 2z]
These niggas ain't poppin' out, they on Instagram makin' trillers (Hahaha)
Niggas ain't never sent a shot, but on Instagram they are killer (What the fuck)
Niggas be hidin' behind a fat bitch, they should've died when it hit her (Hahaha)
Put two holes in one of you niggas, leave a nigga lookin' like scissors (Bow, bow, bow)
This shit like Legos, we knock blocks off and then we skrrt off
Can't find him, fuck it, where is his grandma, gon' pop her skirt off (Bow, bow)
Grew up 'round Glizzy's, not no hot dogs, they grill your top off (Hahaha)
I catch a Insta' nigga in real life, I make him log off
[Chorus: Lil 2z]
We grew up 'round Glizzy's, FN's, Five-seven's and Rugers (Huh)
Drizzy's, blackouts, Tec's and many Uzi's (Huh, okay)
I could see everything he ate today, they left him with his stomach out (Hahaha)
The only reason them other niggas ain't die, 'cause they ain't poppin' out
We grew up 'round Glizzy's, FN's, Five-sevens and Rugers (Huh)
Drizzy's, blackouts, Tec's and many Uzi's (Huh, okay)
I could see everything he ate today, they left him with his stomach out (Hahaha)
The only reason them other niggas ain't die, 'cause they ain't poppin' out (Real pussy)
We grew up 'round Glizzy's, FN's, Five-seven's and Rugers (Huh)
Drizzy's, blackouts, Tec's and many Uzi's (Huh, okay)
I could see everything he ate today, they left him with his stomach out (Okay)
The only reason them other niggas ain't die, 'cause they ain't poppin' out
[Verse 1: Lil 2z]
These niggas ain't poppin' out, they on Instagram makin' trillers (Hahaha)
Niggas ain't never sent a shot, but on Instagram they are killer (What the fuck)
Niggas be hidin' behind a fat bitch, they should've died when it hit her (Hahaha)
Put two holes in one of you niggas, leave a nigga lookin' like scissors (Bow, bow, bow)
This shit like Legos, we knock blocks off and then we skrrt off
Can't find him, fuck it, where is his grandma, gon' pop her skirt off (Bow, bow)
Grew up 'round Glizzy's, not no hot dogs, they grill your top off (Hahaha)
I catch a Insta' nigga in real life, I make him log off
[Chorus: Lil 2z]
We grew up 'round Glizzy's, FN's, Five-seven's and Rugers (Huh)
Drizzy's, blackouts, Tec's and many Uzi's (Huh, okay)
I could see everything he ate today, they left him with his stomach out (Hahaha)
The only reason them other niggas ain't die, 'cause they ain't poppin' out
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