Glass Bowls lyrics

[Intro]
If you ain't with it b*tch, get the f*ck gone
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh uh

[Chorus]
Same mo'f*cka you frontin'
Better watch that back door
Ain't no lean but let that money slim out they gon' act poor
I was in the L poor
Like some m n' bap doe
Unc bussin' down the loosie he don't f*ck wit' glass bowls
Dreams to nightmares when lil' bro died wish I was right there
So much money comin' I knew somethin' wasn't right here
Or wasn't finna be
I could feel the energy
Plain oats for breakfast we ain't have no f*ckin' cinnamon

[Verse 1]
Went from thrift jeans to VETEMENTS
Play wit' rock like sediments
I be wit' my dead friends
Ain't no damn Benjamin's
Lost dem boys now money don't even feel right when I'm countin'
I just wish my bruddas was here to count that sh*t
Like god say; be grateful
I be tryin' dawg I be tryin'
(I be tryin' b*tch I be tryin' yeah I be tryin')
[Verse 2]
b*tch I be tryin' not to crash
I be tryin' not to spazz
I be tryin' for that bag
Nah Ion' be trying I be gettin' to it
Ion be trying I be gettin' to it

[Verse 3]
I just hit the stove residue on me you can tell
Contact got me smacked but I hate the way it smell
Walk out hit the porch got dem bowls and my bail
Might just start a business how they flyin' off the shelves
You a worker I'll have you in the trap just like an elf
Slidin' from the L all the way down to the Dale
I been grindin' so damn much you would think a cracka on a rail
Fill his whip with shells (huh) just like Mario
Ls walk up out the buildin' where the party go?
b*tch I'm with the 2s leave ya sh*tty number 2 but I ain't drawin' tho
Barrel it's already starin' at you what you drawin' for
This sh*t cost an arm and leg, arm 'n hammer bakin' soda
Took 2 hours to cook my first 31 dat bih kept quakin' over
Wide body this bih migh' hurt somebody dis bih keep shakin' on me
All this chicken, I feel like the fry man
Big stick I'm walking round like I'm a blind man
Ion even need no watch they know I'm on that time man
Tony Hawk, b*tch I'm always on that grind man
Ridin' through yo hood with this f*ckin' Iron Man
b*tch I feel like Iron Man wit' dis Iron Man
[Chorus]
Same mo'f*cka you frontin'
Better watch that back door
Ain't no lean but let that money slim out they gon' act poor
I was in the L poor
Like some m n' bap doe
Unc bussin' down the loosie he don't f*ck wit' glass bowls
Dreams to nightmares when lil' bro died wish I was right there
So much money comin' I knew somethin' wasn't right here
Or wasn't finna be
I could feel the energy
Plain oats for breakfast we ain't have no f*ckin' cinnamon

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