Lyrics

(Tay Keith fuck these niggas up) Glorilla He had the right game But he just picked the wrong one (Fuck wrong with this dumb ass nigga?) Uh, I had to show him I'm that bitch but I'm my daddy son Mmh, I'm the one (mmh, I'm the one) Slime ho When it come to dogging niggas, I do that for fun I do that for fun, I do that for fun Steady shitting up on these bitches like I got the runs (the shit) Like I got the runs, like I got the runs (the shit, the shit) Gloss, he got the right bitch (right bitch) Wrong time (wrong time) AP, he on my time (my time) Delivery on Amazon Prime I'm bad as fuck it should be a crime (bad) Poster thoughts fuck what they think (fuck 'em) I have a nigga thinking with his meat (what?) One thing I ain't is fucking cheap You sure that's the nigga you wanna keep? (You sure?) You used to be the shit in school but now it's my turn Hitting it from the back after I buss over his sideburns (woo) I be making hits but you should know I'm not a fighter (Ay, uh, they mess 'em up for Glo', you know that, yeah) I'm a nigga biggest blessing, he don't even gotta sneeze (achoo) Pull up in that ahh ahh, it don't even got no keys (skrrt) Shit on bitches all year, I don't let bitches get a season Go ask that hoe why she don't like me, bitch won't even have a reason He ask what nigga I be rapping 'bout, I told him, "I'm just rhyming, baby" Soon as he click on my IG, nigga get to masturbating (ooh) (Motherfuckin' tender dick-ass nigga) (Soon as he click on my IG, nigga get to masturbating) He had the right game But he just picked the wrong one (Fuck wrong with this dumb ass nigga?) Uh, I had to show him I'm that bitch but I'm my daddy son Mmh, I'm the one (mmh, I'm the one) Slime ho When it come to dogging niggas, I do that for fun I do that for fun, I do that for fun Steady shitting up on these bitches like I got the runs Like I got the runs, like I got the runs (uh) Come get yo' nigga, he sending me pictures He giving me money and all his weed Sending me paragraphs, pouring his heart out Saying some shit I ain't gone even read Uh, no, I ain't reading this shit, no (It's Carbon, bitch) And he believing that I love him, nigga, you can't be that dumb Don't really recall conceiving but you bitches is my sons And we ain't beefing over socials, I could never break my thumb Won't cut deals with no promoters, you can't pay, I can't perform Uh, talk to niggas how I want to and they let me (uh) They love me when I talk and 'bout my shit they say it's sexy (uh-huh) These niggas be so cap that's why I don't do no texting (what? Nah) You know I ain't yo' bitch (I ain't yo' bitch) You not my nigga so don't question me (the fuck?) (Yo' ass is dumb) He had the right game But he just picked the wrong one (Fuck wrong with this dumb ass nigga?) Uh, I had to show him I'm that bitch but I'm my daddy son Mmh, I'm the one (mmh, I'm the one) Slime ho When it come to dogging niggas, I do that for fun I do that for fun, I do that for fun Steady shitting up on these bitches like I got the runs Like I got the runs, like I got the runs

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