Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shy Glizzy
Shy Glizzy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Demario Priester
Jonathan Demario Priester
Songwriter
Marquis King
Marquis King
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Demario Priester
Jonathan Demario Priester
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Mario)
Aw
Young Jefe, holmes
GG
Yeah
[Verse 2]
This is that shit that you vibe to, yeah
This is that shit that you can ride to
This that shit that you put away your pride to
Get you a bitch, roll a blunt, let her get high to it
All my **** got bricks, lil' bitch, they like to jock to
GG, you stuck with this shit just like a tattoo
She suck me like high 2
She said I'm natural
My lil' brother named 3
Lil' bitch, you know I'm not 2
No, you know I'm number one like Penny Hardaway
And I'm only gon' tell you once, better have my money straight
Yeah, I need that andalé
Uh huh, or we come where your mama stay
Big dawg, Great Dane, lil' ****, you Pomeranian
[Verse 3]
I ain't goin' inside no strip club 'less it's fuckin' rainin'
I ain't goin' around my opps unless the chopper singin'
Yeah, she said the dick was so good, now she fuckin' faintin'
If she thinkin' 'bout gettin' my love, must be fucking dreamin'
And if I said I got your back, then, bitch, I fuckin' mean it
I get a lot of dirty racks in and I fuckin' clean it
And they can't vouch for shit you talk 'bout, 'cause they never seen it
I cut the lights off in my house and I see fuckin' demons
Oh
[Verse 4]
That **** that they love to hate, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let that boy be fuckin' great, yeah, yeah, yeah
This morning when I walked outside, I seen yellow tape
But it ain't catch me by surprise, I see that every day
[Verse 5]
Glizzy Gang superstars, bitch, we super straight
Everybody eats, B, you can get a plate
All this money everywhere, I'm gon' need a rake
All these blue hundreds, yeah, they fillin' up the safe
I do this shit for fun, yeah, the streets my birthplace
You better go get you a gun, yeah, and get up out my face
I'm hittin' home runs, yeah, you stuck on first base
No, you ain't the only one, girl, but you in first place
[Verse 6]
I ain't goin' inside no strip club 'less it's fuckin' rainin'
I ain't goin' around my opps unless them choppers singin'
Yeah she said the dick was so good, now she fuckin' faintin'
If she thinkin' 'bout gettin' my love, must be fucking dreamin'
And if I said I got your back, then, bitch, I fuckin' mean it
I get a lot of dirty racks in, and I fuckin' clean it
And they can't vouch for shit you talk 'bout, 'cause they never seen it
I cut the lights off in my house and I see fuckin' demons
Oh
Written by: Marquis Amonte King
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