GloRilla Yeah Glo! Lyrics

"Yeah Glo!" 


Glorilla

On the gang, gang

On the gang, gang


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 hoe

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 is glass, 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

Aye

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

On top of the world now, they tried to underestimate me

Haha

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 is glass, 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


Yeah, Glo

Yeah, Glo

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