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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shy Glizzy
Shy Glizzy
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Itsnell
Itsnell
Producer

Letra

It's Nell on the beat, nigga Yah You better get your vest because this chopper hold a hundred (Brrr) Sent 'em the address, I knew the niggas weren't coming (I know) I don't know 'bout your niggas, but my niggas one hundred (One) I got a bad bitch, you know that bitch don't want for nothing (Oh) Yeah, I'm a savage, you know I really came from nothing (Yah) Bet a young nigga show you how to turn this shit to something (Yeah) When we came out there blasting Then them niggas started runnin' (Brrr, brrr, brrr) No, you can not imagine how a nigga really coming (Oh, oh) I look back at my past and see how much I really had (Yah) Went on a lot of missions, I ain't even rock a mask (No, no) I fucked a lot of bitches and I made some niggas mad (Oh) And they mighta got a baby 'Cause them bitches didn't bag (Yah, yah, yah) But it's that gang shit, we don't fuck with lames, bitch (Gang, gang) You try an' get fame, that's when we gon' make you nameless (Yah) Can't talk to my bitch, no, she don't speak your language (No) You can't say hi, no, all she talk is bank slips (Cha-ching) Balenciaga, you bitches better be proud of me You see me, mama? I really came from poverty (Yah) I did her wrong, don't owe her no apology (Oh, oh, oh) Young Jefe, holmes (Young Jefe) That's what these bitches hollering You better get your vest because this chopper hold a hundred (Brrr) Sent 'em the address, I knew the niggas weren't coming (I know) I don't know 'bout your niggas, but my niggas one hundred (One) I got a bad bitch, you know that bitch don't want for nothing (Oh) Yeah, I'm a savage, you know I really came from nothing (Yah) Bet a young nigga show you how to turn this shit to something (Yeah) When we came out there blasting Then them niggas started runnin' (Brrr, brrr, brrr) No, you can not imagine how a nigga really coming (Oh, oh) No, you can not imagine how much pain I really felt (Imagine) Imagine how many whole thangs a nigga really dealt (How) But that's another story, 'Cause you know these boys be twelve (God damn) On murder, I won't tell, I got some shit under my belt (God damn, God damn) I keep it by my waistline, the rocks up on the shelf (Yah) Lil' nigga, this shit take time and you might need some help (Yah) My favorite word is 'wealth', bitch, my favorite thing is health (Jefe) A nigga play with me, I'll pop that Glizzy 'til it melt (Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop-bop) I need me nine figures, I'm a real go-getter (Go getter) Can't fuck with no niggas that don't fuck with my niggas (G, G) Supposed to be your bitch, said she was gonna ride with ya (Oh-oh) She all in my shit and I just need one night with her (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) You better get your vest because this chopper hold a hundred (Brrr) Sent 'em the address, I knew the niggas weren't coming (I know) I don't know 'bout your niggas, but my niggas one hundred (One) I got a bad bitch, you know that bitch don't want for nothing (Oh) Yeah, I'm a savage, you know I really came from nothing (Yah) Bet a young nigga show you how to turn this shit to something (Yeah) When we came out there blasting Then them niggas started runnin' (Brrr, brrr, brrr) No, you can not imagine how a nigga really coming (Oh, oh) Young Jefe, holmes
Writer(s): Marquis King, Nelson Ballard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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