Glue (Remastered)

Money falling out the roof yea I gotta lotta tunes
I can't feel my face off this pack yea I'm smoking glue
Know my momma gon cry if she see me on the news
I can't lose my life so I'm rolling a tool (Boaw)
Hot block, NGK, 4 life, on my soul
Yea we kill a snitch so don't you ever fold
I can't give chances cause y'all just leave me cold
Young nigga but my minds feeling old

Ouu yuh I be on my Glokknine, blow you like a flute (Ouu Yuh)
I've been on my Kodak, want some flawless on my tooth (Glee)
Nigga run up on me, crank his ass like you (Youuu)
So NG, I can't be playing with you boo
Posted up, like "who gon die today?" (Who gon die today?)
Roll it up, I'm getting high today (I'm getting high today)
Ice cubes on my neck but I'm not talking Friday (Nah)
Ice up on my girl, my lil baby got that lake
On the block, with my chop, run down on a opp
My lil shooter got the mop, knock a nigga out his socks
Shoutout Jackboy, putting pressure on my opps
I gotta look good while my youngin in the law (Free him)
Booted in the party but I'm loyal to my shawty
Booted with a glocky so don't make me catch a homi (Boaw)
You a rat nigga, ran away from the team
You gon die today, cuz you love them 50s (What)

Money falling out the roof yea I gotta lotta tunes
I can't feel my face off this pack yea I'm smoking glue
Know my momma gon cry if she see me on the news
I can't lose my life so I'm rolling with a tool
Hot block, NGK, 4 life, on my soul
Yea we kill a snitch so don't you ever fold
I can't give chances cause y'all just leave me cold
Young nigga but my minds feeling old

Drax Bitch



Credits
Writer(s): Romeo Baljit
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