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Glizzy
4
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Glizzy został wydany 9 sierpnia 2019 przez H1GHR MUSIC RECORDS jako część albumu Darko
album cover
AlbumDarko
Data wydania9 sierpnia 2019
WytwórniaH1GHR MUSIC RECORDS
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM73

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
28AV
28AV
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yung Dza
Yung Dza
Songwriter
Daniel Degtjar
Daniel Degtjar
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yung Dza
Yung Dza
Producer

Tekst Utworu

[Verse 1]
Geekin' with a glizzy on me
I fuck with 'em
[Verse 2]
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me, yeah
I don't fuck wit' a lotta randos
I be ridin' by my own lonely, yeah
[Verse 3]
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me, yeah
I don't fuck wit' a lotta randos
I be ridin' by my own lonely, yeah
[Verse 4]
Hoodie backward wit' the eyes cut
I just took a private jet to Spain
And I ain't even go live, bruh
I ain't post it on the 'Gram, nah
Hunnid bands just for grandma
[Verse 5]
Both got gold teeth
But hers don't pop out
I'm from that Southside
Where shooters pop out
Most my best friend
They in a box now
So I'ma channel they spirit and get this guap now
[Verse 6]
They don't fuck wit' the hood shit in my city
They try to blackball us and sweep us under the ruggy
See, my daddy was an alchy and my uncle was a druggie
I ain't speak no English when we moved to the country
[Verse 7]
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me
I don't fuck wit' a lotta randos
I be ridin' by my own lonely, yeah
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me
I don't fuck wit' a lotta randos
I be ridin' by my own lonely
[Verse 8]
Still smell like a shootouts
J Messi and my two four
My young life tryna flock something
Still runnin' wit' a Scrooge out
My best friend did me dirty
Fuck it, I'm gon' ball on 'em
My bitch ain't pick up my jail phone
Fuck it, I ain't gon' call on 'em
[Verse 9]
Get out and I go raw on 'em
Cut 'em off and go saw on 'em
VVS, no flaw on 'em
Cut the check, put a gauze on 'em
My hood snowin', put a lodge on it
Still fish hookin' these bad bitches
Hit it dggy wit' a rod on me
Like pew, pew, then pew, pew
[Verse 10]
Gang gang, yeah, we takin fades
Do walk downs or we tape the plates
Brown bear, then I'm outta state
Got a Hublot and I Swiss cheese you
When your money funny, then no one need you
When the bag comin', it's love you, bro
Fuck y'all, just come and go
My glizzy wit' me, she forever ever
[Verse 11]
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me, yeah
I don't fuck wit' a lotta randos
I be ridin' by my own lonely, yeah
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me
I was geekin' wit' a glizzy on me, yeah
I don't fuck wit' a lotta randos
I be ridin' by my own lonely, yeah
Written by: Daniel Degtjar, Yung Dza
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