Gleetchie lyrics

[Intro]
I don't know what to say right here but I'm bout to rap
I'm thinking like right here

[Verse 1: Rico Nasty]
This that sh*t that my real n*ggas ride to
Pick us up some thots, tell them nasty hoes to come through
I don't like broke n*ggas, seen you with them fake shoes
Fake gold up in your mouth, you hoes hating, f*ck you
Ugly hoes wanna jump me
n*ggas claiming that they'd f*ck me
Guessing that I'm famous
I'm on your n*gga playlist
Got a lotta' views on my KalahDiss
I'm the sh*t, you the p*ss
Why you p*ssed?
You dismissed b*tch

[Hook: Rico Nasty]
I said switch on my di*k
Smack a b*tch, hit a lick
If you mad, I know why
It's probably cause you ain't high
I said switch on my di*k
Smack a b*tch, hit a lick
If you mad, I know why
It's probably cause you ain't high
[Hook: Rico Nasty]
I said switch on my di*k
Smack a b*tch, hit a lick
If you mad, I know why
It's probably cause you ain't high
I said switch on my di*k
Smack a b*tch, hit a lick
If you mad, I know why
It's probably cause you ain't high

[Verse 2: Rico Nasty]
This is for my n*ggas that like smoking weed
pus*y n*ggas mad they be smoking .3's
n*gga want his money back
I worked you, I'm proud of that
Spend my money, get it back
My hittas dressed in all black
My n*gga I'm sipping on a 40
Hit you with my 40
I don't even [?] if the b*tches do it for me
I'm a boss b*tch
Talk sh*t, get split
Pull that trigger my n*gga
Said you wanna talk sh*t

[Hook: Rico Nasty]
I said switch on my di*k
Smack a b*tch, hit a lick
If you mad, I know why
It's probably cause you ain't high
I said switch on my di*k
Smack a b*tch, hit a lick
If you mad, I know why
It's probably cause you ain't high
I said switch on my di*k
Smack a b*tch, hit a lick
If you mad, I know why
It's probably cause you ain't high
I said switch on my di*k
Smack a b*tch, hit a lick
If you mad, I know why
It's probably cause you ain't high
[Verse 3: Nile$]
Get the f*ck from around me 'cause I don't f*ck with none of y'all f*ck n*ggas
Y'all lollipops 'cause y'all suck n*gga
Keep the Mac roc cause it bust quick
And I'm iced out like I play hockey
I'm a dot you can't out top me
Killed the beat, need an autopsy
Young A$AP, my neck rocky
I've been killing beats for like too long
And I ain't never gonna get locked up
I ain't Usher n*gga, don't get caught up
So don't f*ck around, get your jaw crushed
And you are struck and that's all luck
While I toss guts
[?] your balls suck
And I'm in a white girl mouth like Starbucks
And you jaw f*cking
And I'm - while I'm tossing
You ain't matching now I'm sparking
Keep a .30 on my hip like walkie-talkie
What you talking 'bout?
I walk up in your house and f*ck your b*tch
And spark your loud
b*tch I'm higher than a cloud
And I ain't never coming down
Like I let go of a balloon, wait
[?] flow and it's new
Hotter than a furnace room
In the f*cking month of June
Like cocaine brownies coming soon
b*tch I'm balling hard, y'all n*ggas acting gold and blue
f*ck your b*tch up in your room
Like swish on my di*k, smack a b*tch, hit a lick
If you mad, I know why, probably cause you smoke mid
Got 100 clips with the sh*ts
Your b*tch swallow my kids
Your shoes tied so don't trip
b*tch and I ball hard like the Knicks
Getting bills like I'm Daffy
I don't really know what you ducking for
Like a stripper's ass I'm untouchable
I took [?] slow
And that's crunch time
Mike Tyson with this rap sh*t, I'm about mine
So me spitting a punch line is a punchline