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Chief Keef - Glory Bridge (feat. A Boogie Wit Da Hoodie) [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
A Boogie wit da Hoodie
Vocals
Chief Keef
Chief Keef
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Cozart
Keith Cozart
Songwriter
Artist Julius Dubose
Artist Julius Dubose
Songwriter
Courtney Clyburn
Courtney Clyburn
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ness
Ness
Producer

Lyrics

All fly shit I used to go to school like this Off white kicks my shoelaces say shoelaces Orange tiger on my shirt I'm in some gucci shit She keep lying on my dick she on some hoochie shit We pull up in 20 Raris on some movie shit, yeah I will never say I'm sorry to a goofy bitch, yeah Slide up on her drop her off and let my goony hit, yeah You a dirty little thot, you little stupid bitch Bitches in my phone taking space up, yeah No I can't be lacking got my face up, yeah Drip more purple than a laker, yeah Eyes more red than a laser, yeah Faces on me bigger than fantasias, yeah Checks be on a bitch her name be Anastasia, yeah You can get her back, I'm not a saviour, yeah Rolling on your ex, Charles Xavier, yeah I ain't got no service call me later, yeah Ridin right past all me haters, yeah I done spent rope on me laces, yeah Feds got us on they papers trynna trace us, yeah Muscle up with the moves Tekken Ball with my brodies been with them since AND1 Bitch you only you and yo friends can't come Motor make a hood hop, huh J1 She know I got more sauce than A1 Supposed to be at a gathering at 1 Shawn Carter bag, I'm trynna catch one She think I'm cute, top me quick, it was a fast one She wanted me to clean her mess but I got on Hermes, yeah She tried to catch me on her snap before I got undressed, yeah If I don't pull up in no black, I'll pull up in all red, yeah 30,000 on a rollie, my lil' bitch a brat, yeah I'm in my bag now I'm OD, yeah I ain't ever had no OG, yeah I give money and they lowkey, yeah Hit her once and then I proceed, ayy And I can't picture bein broke these days She gave me head I told her don't breathe, ayy If you love her nigga don't tease, ayy She was covered up in codeine, ayy You a aunty you a dope fiend, ayy Don't get too close if you don't know me ayy I chill with shottas chill with proteges ayy Red bottoms like a nosebleed, ayy
Writer(s): Lloyd Mathis, Artist Julius Dubose, Chief Keef Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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