Glenn Martin D.D lyrics

by

Lil Rob



[Intro]
Aye aye I’m In the Stu
Bae calling said she wanna
Float around with me..
But tell her imma pick her up

[Verse 1: Lil Rob]
I’m picking Bae up now
We on the drugs yeah
Pop a perk now we full of
Lean we up yea tell them if a n*gga play
He’ll get the Glizzy floating through the city
And I know these n*ggas want me baby
Baby chill just take a perk fall out aye
Tell them fade out aye
We hit the Plug but them n*ggas
Had a drought aye we Sippin
Lean now a n*gga falling out
Aye I’m in slow motion tell thеm n*ggas
That we tucking and we tote and
Tеll ‘em if he wanna play he know I’m upping, yea yeah
And it’s just you and me
And if a n*gga play he can get hit with the glizzy

[Verse 2: S.S.G_Jai]
With the glizzy if a n*gga play
I’ll hit ‘em with the glizzy
Make it rain on his b*tch like I’m drizzy
b*tch I keep a stick and I’m known for keeping semi’s..
b*tch I swerved again I dropped my cup
I’m with my troop’s sliding on your block
Don’t wanna shoot them watch I shoot n*ggas
Think they hard to my choppa hit
The crew n*gga think he hard let my
Chopper hit his tooth I just spent 50k
In the booth I just got Chanel then went off
-white my shoes b*tch I got them bands
When u see me I get loose and when
I hit my dance watch your b*tch get me loose
Now watch my chopper hit your tooth
Spitting at your boo sliding on your block
I let that 30 hit your crew n*gga think he hard
Till my girl take your boo idgaf my choppa
Hit your toothx3 n*gga think he hard 30k
In the booth f*ckin' on your b*tch yk
I’m f*ckin on your boo and I got the blick
I’ll up this b*tch and hit your crew
Cook you like some stew tie you like a shoe b*tch
I am so wild like an animal a moose ..
Chains on a neus and I fell like Dr Seuss
When I rhyme to your b*tch she be like ohh
And I got them flags like I’m f*ckin blue face
Choppa wit the beam put that b*tch all in your face
No I’m not tayk make your b*tch come do the race
Ion fw nighas bc they tryna make me catch a case
n*ggas catxhin bodies my n*ggas trapping with
The K’s if he wanna spray let spray call me Mr J
When I shoot out on your b*tch I might hit her face
When I ball out on you b*tch it’s straight in ya face
Ion really give a f*ck cause I’m outta space
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