GLITCH Lyrics

[Intro]
Indigo
Okay, Embasin, whatever
34
Infin—
Infinity

[Chorus]
Ooh, I'm trying hard to fight
Kicking my ass, Perc' got a strong right
Cherry red, Jolly Rancher, easy on the ice
No [?] straight dykes
[?] Corvette, cupholder, ceramic, no [?]
Shawty was straight, upgraded to fine
Let herself go, now she just alright
You around good girls tryna be Ms. Wright
Fantasize talking about don't [?]
[?] hit up my designated driver
Try and spite her, I can't, been up all hours of the night
Epilepsy, Burberry frames, can't stare at the light

[Verse]
Who the hell is you, broke hoes talking about rich niggas my type
Get all the loot, wrap it up, bag it up, box that on sight
You know the move, she set you up quick for Jimmy Choo
Maison Margiela, YSL, Raf, Ricky, too
Red Bottom, shit she do for bloody shoe
Rock bottom, spike his drink, get a card to the room
[?] slow down, tie him up 'cause we might wake halfway through
Throw up the signal, flash light through the window, we come through
I had to make some money, plus them niggas I feel I can't trust
Either you in or you ain't, ain't no maybe, if, ands, or buts
Bonnie and Clyde, we ran it up, broke niggas mad all day, so what?
Much obliged, she off the drugs, give me slop in the drop top on the way up Keep that pistol by my side, who in my corner, got my back
On my grind, blunt, nose, tail slide, need more wax
Don't get along with rat niggas 'cause they real life whack
Y'all niggas been lame y'all whole life, big facts nigga see right through that
Pull up on sight, feel so bright, nigga see me be like, "Damn who that?"
Do what I want, brand new Ruger, real big gun
Living my life, like big bags, I could bag any girl I like
Blow out the back, back it up on me, get in her stomach
Most of these niggas, nine times out of ten won't be nun'
Hope these bitches, wake up one day, stop being so dumb
Déjà vu, got a glitch in the Matrix [?] came through
O-D-D, took both pills, red, blue
[Chorus]
Ooh, I'm trying hard to fight
Kicking my ass, Perc' got a strong right
Cherry red, Jolly Rancher, easy on the ice
No [?] straight dykes
[?] Corvette, cupholder, ceramic, no [?]
Shawty was straight, upgraded to fine
Let herself go, now she just alright
You around good girls tryna be Ms. Wright
Fantasize talking about don't [?]
[?] hit up my designated driver
Try and spite her, I can't, been up all hours of the night
Epilepsy, Burberry frames, can't stare at the light

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