CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : hit em
GloryTee
C'mon Coupe, hop in
I'm off the gas, b*t*h, you know that I'm geeked
My n***as shoot from the top of the key
That boy my clone, yeah, he wanna be me
Feel like I'm Glory, put him on a tee
Hop in that Benz and we swervin'
He got a problem then we finna hurt him
Getting that money, that sh*t is a certain
N***as be snaking, I watch for the serpents (B*t*h)
Wearing them clothes that you cannot buy
Stop all the talking if you not gon' slide
Run up on gang then your a** finna die
We lit up his car like he Bonnie and Clyde
F**k with the gang, you get put in the dirt
Give me that bread if your a** want a verse
Pay me that 10K, out of my way
Going on tour while your a** away
Bow, bullet go right through his shirt
Talking on gang, boy, you got some damn nerves
Put that lil' boy in the ground, in a hearse
I'm in that Benz and that sh*t just might swerve
I'm in first place, you not even third
Ran up a milli' off saying some words
Remember the days I was singing in church
Drift in the whip, this b*t*h got some torque
Sell out a show, sell out my tour
Already got money, I want some more
That boy need help, he needs some support
Your girl wanna come, she wanna f**k me
I'm going up, b*t*h, know I'm lucky
My bro keep the K, I'm not talking Kentucky
I got your main ho at my crib, she wanna suck me
Getting that cheese, I'm not talking 'bout Chuck E
Whipping that Benz like that sh*t a buggy
Call up my soldiers, not talking 'bout Bucky
I had your girl over, yeah, she was lovely
I'ma count up my stacks, only gon' add
All that money, I'ma get that cash
Go way too fast, b*t*h, I might crash
But I don't even know n***a, guess that's that
I'm off the gas, b*t*h, you know that I'm geeked
My n***as shoot from the top of the key
That boy my clone, yeah, he wanna be me
Feel like I'm Glory, put him on a tee
Hop in that Benz and we swervin'
He got a problem then we finna hurt him
Getting that money, that sh*t is a certain
N***as be snaking, I watch for the serpents
C'mon Coupe, hop in
I'm off the gas, b*t*h, you know that I'm geeked
My n***as shoot from the top of the key
That boy my clone, yeah, he wanna be me
Feel like I'm Glory, put him on a tee
Hop in that Benz and we swervin'
He got a problem then we finna hurt him
Getting that money, that sh*t is a certain
N***as be snaking, I watch for the serpents (B*t*h)
Wearing them clothes that you cannot buy
Stop all the talking if you not gon' slide
Run up on gang then your a** finna die
We lit up his car like he Bonnie and Clyde
F**k with the gang, you get put in the dirt
Give me that bread if your a** want a verse
Pay me that 10K, out of my way
Going on tour while your a** away
Bow, bullet go right through his shirt
Talking on gang, boy, you got some damn nerves
Put that lil' boy in the ground, in a hearse
I'm in that Benz and that sh*t just might swerve
I'm in first place, you not even third
Ran up a milli' off saying some words
Remember the days I was singing in church
Drift in the whip, this b*t*h got some torque
Sell out a show, sell out my tour
Already got money, I want some more
That boy need help, he needs some support
Your girl wanna come, she wanna f**k me
I'm going up, b*t*h, know I'm lucky
My bro keep the K, I'm not talking Kentucky
I got your main ho at my crib, she wanna suck me
Getting that cheese, I'm not talking 'bout Chuck E
Whipping that Benz like that sh*t a buggy
Call up my soldiers, not talking 'bout Bucky
I had your girl over, yeah, she was lovely
I'ma count up my stacks, only gon' add
All that money, I'ma get that cash
Go way too fast, b*t*h, I might crash
But I don't even know n***a, guess that's that
I'm off the gas, b*t*h, you know that I'm geeked
My n***as shoot from the top of the key
That boy my clone, yeah, he wanna be me
Feel like I'm Glory, put him on a tee
Hop in that Benz and we swervin'
He got a problem then we finna hurt him
Getting that money, that sh*t is a certain
N***as be snaking, I watch for the serpents
