Yeah Glo!

Album: Ehhthang Ehhthang (2024)
Charted: 28
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  • Glorilla (Squat made the beat)
    (B100)
    (Go Grizz)
    On the gang, gang
    On the gang, gang
    Woo

    Yeah, run up on big Glo, you won't, I bet yo' ass be on the floor
    Big Carbon hit like Mayweather, Tula come through and bow a ho
    Got millions out that rap shit, they hate a bitch but they stole the flow
    Got backend after backend comin', fuck 'em, I stole the show
    Don't run up on that bitch, she a headcase, all she do is shoot
    I signed my deal up on a PJ and hopped out a parachute
    I'm geeked, don't ask me 'bout no more features, I might just stare at you
    I'm geeked, don't ask me 'bout no more features, I might embarrass you

    Yeah, Glo! Stomp a lil' pussy ho with some shell toes
    Yeah, Glo! Slappin' rap bitches and makin' bail, ho
    Yeah, Glo! Two-tone Cartier match the nails, ho
    Yeah, Glo! No competition, these bitches stale, ho
    Yeah, Glo! Cuban on Cuban, my shit in layers, ho
    Yeah, Glo! Say they get money, but I can't tell, ho
    Yeah, Glo! Keep runnin' circles around these snail hoes
    Yeah, Glo! And my shit bumpin' up in the jail, ho (on the gang)

    Big Glo, where you been at? Man, everywhere, I'm workin' hard
    Maybach and G-Wagon trucks, got M&M's in my garage
    Quick to crank up on a ho, you bitches better not get me started
    Locked in with the gangstas and players, my folks gon' keep it solid
    Everything I got on new, it look like I got renovated (ayy)
    I'm cocky, bitch, when I was just humble they didn't appreciate it (fuck 'em)
    Young wealthy and ratchet, I'm the hood bitches' motivation (stamp that)
    On top of the world now, they tried to underestimate me
    Get 'em Glo! Them bitches fraudulent, you know you the truth
    Get 'em Glo! Stop overthinkin', these hoes can't fuck with you (period)
    Get 'em Glo! Standin' on business in these Chanel shoes
    Before I let a ho play with me, I'll go eat some jail food, on gang

    Yeah, Glo! Stomp a lil' pussy ho with some shell toes
    Yeah, Glo! Slappin' rap bitches and makin' bail, ho
    Yeah, Glo! Two-tone Cartier match the nails, ho
    Yeah, Glo! No competition, these bitches stale, ho
    Yeah, Glo! Cuban on Cuban, my shit in layers, ho
    Yeah, Glo! Say they get money, but I can't tell, ho
    Yeah, Glo! Keep runnin' circles around these snail hoes
    Yeah, Glo! And my shit bumpin' up in the jail, ho (on the gang)

    Yeah, Glo!
    Yeah, Glo! Writer/s: Gloria Woods, Jaucquez Lowe, Julius Rivera III, Kevin Andre Price, Timothy McKibbins
    Publisher: Audiam, Inc., EMPIRE PUBLISHING, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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