[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Yeah, ooh, J Gramm
Oh, ooh, move
Young Jefe, holmes
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Can't lie, I seen her shit in black and white
I heard she super freaky, yeah, that’s my type
You see her features, yeah, she right
Bitch, I'm a creature, yeah, I bite (Oh)
I rock Off-White (Hey), it's on sight (On sight)
I’m catchin' plays (Woah), like Jerry Rice (Oh)
I got ice, yeah I got ice
The streets my wife, GG for life (GG)
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Goddamn (Goddamn), that pack just land (Goddamn, goddamn)
Buy a hundred bands, me and J Gramm (Ching ching)
Bitch fuck you sayin'? (Fuck you sayin'?)
I hit my dance (I hit my dance)
She need a lil' nigga, she don't need a man (Oh, oh)
She need a nigga that's gon' fly her out to Turks (Let’s go, let’s go)
Soon as we hopped off the jet, I had to pop a Perc (Woah, woah)
She a flirt (She a what?), she fuck to Uzi Vert (What? What?)
It's Glizzy Glizzy, mister put you on a shirt, yeah (Glizzy Glizzy, hey)
I be in them trenches, be with the menace
Stay out the drama, be mindin’ my business (Uh-huh)
Can't fuck with these bitches, they know that I'm winnin' (Hahaha)
Spinnin’ them bins, I be in them Benzes
Cartier lens, can't see my enemy (Big C's)
That ain't my man, them niggas frenemies (Oh)
Bitch a Kardashian but she ain't Kimberly (Oh)
Callin' me daddy, she yellin' get into me, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, that's my ho (Woah, woah)
She got a donk (She got a donk), drop it low (Drop it low)
Think what you want (Hey, hey), your mind is gold (Oh, oh)
Just came to stunt (Goddamn)
Now it's time to roll (Young Jefe holmes, woah)
Yeah, ooh, J Gramm
Oh, ooh, move
Young Jefe, holmes
[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
Can't lie, I seen her shit in black and white
I heard she super freaky, yeah, that’s my type
You see her features, yeah, she right
Bitch, I'm a creature, yeah, I bite (Oh)
I rock Off-White (Hey), it's on sight (On sight)
I’m catchin' plays (Woah), like Jerry Rice (Oh)
I got ice, yeah I got ice
The streets my wife, GG for life (GG)
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Goddamn (Goddamn), that pack just land (Goddamn, goddamn)
Buy a hundred bands, me and J Gramm (Ching ching)
Bitch fuck you sayin'? (Fuck you sayin'?)
I hit my dance (I hit my dance)
She need a lil' nigga, she don't need a man (Oh, oh)
She need a nigga that's gon' fly her out to Turks (Let’s go, let’s go)
Soon as we hopped off the jet, I had to pop a Perc (Woah, woah)
She a flirt (She a what?), she fuck to Uzi Vert (What? What?)
It's Glizzy Glizzy, mister put you on a shirt, yeah (Glizzy Glizzy, hey)
I be in them trenches, be with the menace
Stay out the drama, be mindin’ my business (Uh-huh)
Can't fuck with these bitches, they know that I'm winnin' (Hahaha)
Spinnin’ them bins, I be in them Benzes
Cartier lens, can't see my enemy (Big C's)
That ain't my man, them niggas frenemies (Oh)
Bitch a Kardashian but she ain't Kimberly (Oh)
Callin' me daddy, she yellin' get into me, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, that's my ho (Woah, woah)
She got a donk (She got a donk), drop it low (Drop it low)
Think what you want (Hey, hey), your mind is gold (Oh, oh)
Just came to stunt (Goddamn)
Now it's time to roll (Young Jefe holmes, woah)
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