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Yo man, play that shit, play that shit, play that shit We can, big ass G, I come like the army We can, ah We can, big ass G, I come like the army Opp in the air got left in a marley The bust down AP no more Carti If that was they bling when I step in the party Bling Blaow, shits they bussin' (Bling Blaow) My gun go gltaow tryna catch me a bucket Head Tap Gang bro take off his muffin Uh, Big Gltaow(Big Gltaow) Stuck on a road for the paper If she don't like chanel then no I can't date her She fucking the Gltaow she letting me tape her Lory and Rick I'm switching the flavors That boy not grinch I ain't doing no favors Free Big Head lock down with the razor Nigga talk crazy he meetin' his maker Gltaow, Gltaow shoot like a laker (a laker, a laker) Uh lil' bro not for the walk-up (walk-up, walk-up) Uh Big Gltaow keep him a torcher (torcher, torcher) Gltaow jump in a lamb we lost em' (lost em', lost em') Gltaow, stay wit' em killers and bosses (bosses, bosses) Uh Grinch that shit Gltaow, Gltaow, uh, the biggest Uh, can't be fucked with Big Glatow (Big Glatow), big ass G I come like the army Opp in the air got left in a marley The bust down AP no more Carti If that was they bling when I step in the party Bling Blaow, shits they bussin' (Bling Blaow) My gun go Gltaow tryna catch me a bucket Head Tap Gang bro take off his muffin Uh, Big Glatow, Big Glatow
Writer(s): Big Gltaow, Becker Nicolas, Meen Man Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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