G.L.E

Pull up my choppa he running like fitness
I'm in a G.L.E none of your business
And my car it got tint I don't care about no witness
All that you done bitch
I already did it
Gun on my side is gonna knock down his fitted
I know he a pussy it's hard to admit it
I don't want that hoe if that bitch ain't committed
Bitch I'm a demon this shit I commend it
Why is you Lil bitch keep tripping on me
Got yo Lil bitch and she kissing on me
Got yo Lil b and she stripping on me
That hoe she wilding she Flippin on me
What the fuck
She said she love me I don't give a fuck
I only want her cause I'm trynna fuck
Fucked that Lil bitch in the back in the truck

Sorry bitch that was a drank
Nigga you're phony your diamonds are fake
Go ask yo bitch how much dick she could take
Why do you keep staring
I walk into the bank
Got a white shooter
That nigga named blake
Boy you a fake
Yeah my nigga you fake
Choppa gon cook his ass like a steak
Diamonds they water they looking like a lake

Pull up my choppa he run and I finished
I'm in a G.L.E none of your business
And my car it got tint I don't care about no witness
All that you done bitch
I already did it
Gun on my side is gonna knock down his fitted
I know he a pussy it's hard to admit it
I don't want that hoe if that bitch ain't committed
Bitch I'm a demon this shit I commend it
I spend a band bitch so I'm finna up it
I'm finna fuck on his cousin
Your diamonds are fake yeah my nigga their rusting
Choppa so heavy I'm finna buss it
I turn it up when I walk in the function
That hoe a junk so I call that bitch junction



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Writer(s): Daniel Romani
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