glitch lyrics

[Chorus]
I've been smokin' on some shrooms and it's f*ckin' up my lung (Uh)
[?], pop my sh*t, momma raised the wild one
I go crazy, go loco (Loco)
Turnin' up, got these hoes [?] (Yeah)
Get the block jumpin' like a pogo
If you tryna take photos, they gonna take photos (Yeah)
Nobody then, it's a no-go
I ain't no two dollar-ass b*tch, you know I pay for all my sh*t
Told that broke n*gga "Get a grip"
Get you some money, get some chips
Makin' outta racks then, I dip
Queen of the trap, I can't trip
My pockets heavy, walk with limp

[Verse]
Fill them with gas like a blunt
[?]
If it ain't 'bout the bag, I can't trip
If it ain't 'bout the bag, I can't trip (Trip)
If it ain't 'bout the bag, I won't trip
Yeah, I'm flyin', I take trips
Flights to [?], flight to the hills (Yeah)
She said she wanna stay in the hills (Hills)
Can't get no money from mе, lil' b*tch, [?], get yo' ass back on that grill
Yeah (Yeah)
Shе said that I'm cold, I love it, that I give her ass the chills
Yeah (Yeah)
Just came from the doctor and they told me that I'm f*ckin' ill
[?]
I'm so fresh, like [?]
Treat me like I'mma six, and you know I'll blow yo' sh*t
Call up bro 'cause [?]
n*ggas be on me like Rick
Tell 'em "Cut the bullsh*t, you not rich"
n*gga only flexed up for the pic'
Say he a rapper, but it's all skits
Say he gon' pull up, but it's all love
Tell 'em bring a cat all for the kid, yeah
Lettin' off fire and it sound [?]
Yeah, you know I got a 'nother n*gga's b*tch
And my pockets [?] rip but you know I can't count up none these racks
Make the money count up, glitch
Count it up, not no one's
I like n*ggas who got the drugs and ride with drums
And I like b*tches that don't take pictures, that just know how to have fun
She keep it private, silent
[Chorus]
I've been smokin' on some shrooms and it's f*ckin' up my lung (Uh)
[?], pop my sh*t, momma raised the wild one
I go crazy, go loco (Loco)
Turnin' up, got these hoes [?] (Yeah)
Get the block jumpin' like a pogo
If you tryna take photos, they gonna take photos (Yeah)
Nobody then, it's a no-go
I ain't no two dollar-ass b*tch, you know I pay for all my sh*t
Told that broke n*gga "Get a grip"
Get you some money, get some chips
Makin' outta racks, then I dip
Queen of the trap, I can't trip
My pockets heavy, walk with limp