GLOVE (feat. BBY KODIE)
With all that bullshit you probably on
With all that bullshit you probably on
With all that bullshit you probably on
With all that bullshit you probably on
Finna mask up, go duck dodger
Face paint on like Heath, pardon my interruption
Old soul, young bod, Benjamin button
Hand me a wrap I can fill it with something
Rock in my chair Imma be here a minute
But smoking on something that make me feel lifted
Hold up
Only in the H will I pull up, wait
Bad chick calling my phone up
Wrong number hoe, I got some shit to do
So I gotta go
I'm in VA chilling with bro
He got the smoke, got it for low
I'm taking that shit and I'm flipping in higher
You need some dick
I'm the best supplier
No Jim Carrey, ain't no Liar, Liar
Midas in my glove
Midas, Midas in my glove
Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
Shits starting out to get oppressive
I might have to check on the peasants
Priest like a reverend
But I talked to the rabbi to ease my depression
See I seek out the ones who gonna help
And you seek out the ones who gonna hide from the message
See I don't play with the cards I was dealt
I hop in the lab and then make a profession
I treat the game like a double, I'm working from morning to close
And throw out my rolls, and hop in the Rolls
Double R baby, a rose from a rose
My mom was a goddess, you know how that goes
Aphrodite had the sun that arose
God of fear that I properly chose
So don't even come to me with all that bullshit you probably on
Midas in my glove
Midas, Midas in my glove
Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
With all that bullshit you probably on
With all that bullshit you probably on
With all that bullshit you probably on
Finna mask up, go duck dodger
Face paint on like Heath, pardon my interruption
Old soul, young bod, Benjamin button
Hand me a wrap I can fill it with something
Rock in my chair Imma be here a minute
But smoking on something that make me feel lifted
Hold up
Only in the H will I pull up, wait
Bad chick calling my phone up
Wrong number hoe, I got some shit to do
So I gotta go
I'm in VA chilling with bro
He got the smoke, got it for low
I'm taking that shit and I'm flipping in higher
You need some dick
I'm the best supplier
No Jim Carrey, ain't no Liar, Liar
Midas in my glove
Midas, Midas in my glove
Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
Shits starting out to get oppressive
I might have to check on the peasants
Priest like a reverend
But I talked to the rabbi to ease my depression
See I seek out the ones who gonna help
And you seek out the ones who gonna hide from the message
See I don't play with the cards I was dealt
I hop in the lab and then make a profession
I treat the game like a double, I'm working from morning to close
And throw out my rolls, and hop in the Rolls
Double R baby, a rose from a rose
My mom was a goddess, you know how that goes
Aphrodite had the sun that arose
God of fear that I properly chose
So don't even come to me with all that bullshit you probably on
Midas in my glove
Midas, Midas in my glove
Yeah you think you fuckin golden but I do not give a fuck
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
All of that bullshit you probably on
Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Carter
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