(Triple G Ty)
(Let the BandPlay)
Glizock
Big Glock
Either way, they hate

These niggas hatin', I'm not surprised
I'm nothin' like them other guys (yeah)
Thirty shots up in this nine
I put your ass on Channel 5 (baow, baow, baow, yeah)
I can't trust no bitch, no lie
I'd rather work a nine to five (yeah, yeah, yeah)
It's Big Glock, supersized (yeah)
And you lil' niggas french fries (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Ayy, ever since I ran my money up, yup, I been runnin' wild (yeah)
Yeah, bitch, I ran it up, I buy whatever, they like, "Calm down" (yeah)
Yeah, bitch, I be so motherfuckin' turnt, it ain't no turnin' down (yeah)
Yeah, all these bitches wanna fuck, can't name a ho that turn me down, nigga

Phew, phew, that's that money sound (yeah)
I'm cuttin' all these, look, a cut up in my thumb now
I only want the neck but she wanna go to pound town
Can't lie, that bitch get wet, even though she been around 'round
Yeah, bitch, I get that guacamole (whoa), I gets that guap, you know it
I hop up in that 'Vette and floor it ('Vette), yeah, bitch, it's on the floor
I'm killin' shit, yeah, pull the cord (bitch), yeah, gon' and pull the cord
They like, "Boy, you racked up" (racked up), but I still want some more
These niggas hatin' in disguise, but me, I ain't got shit to hide (yeah)
Bad lil' bitch on demon time, I let her eat it in my ride (yeah)
I been countin' money, money, money, money all the time
I can show you how to get some money, it ain't rocket science
These niggas hatin' in disguise (ha), but me, I ain't got shit to hide (yeah)
Bad lil' bitch on demon time, I let her eat it in my ride
I been countin' money, money, money, money all the time
I can show you how to get some money, it ain't rocket science (the fuck?)

These niggas hatin', I'm not surprised
I'm nothin' like them other guys (yeah)
Thirty shots up in this nine
I put your ass on Channel 5 (grrah, baow, yeah)
I can't trust no bitch, no lie
I'd rather work a nine to five
It's Big Glock, supersized
And you lil' niggas french fries

Ayy, I got money comin' in, yeah, that money keep on payin'
I just bussed down my wrist again, I call it perfect tint
I be sippin' purple codeine and smokin' purple flavors
Sharin' is carin', my nigga, you know that bitch is ours (ayy)
It's Glizock, I move just like a ghost, yeah, I got plenty power (ayy)
It's Glizock, you know I do the most, you know these niggas ours (ayy)
It's Glizock and I can't ever fold 'cause I don't know how (ayy)
Yep, you know my name, I up this bitch, then it's gon' go down (Glock)

These niggas hatin', I'm not surprised (baow, boaw, boaw, baow)
I'm nothin' like them other guys (yeah)
Thirty shots up in this nine
I put your ass on Channel 5 (fah, fah, fah, yeah)
I can't trust no bitch, no lie
I'd rather work a nine to five (yeah)
It's Big Glock, supersized
And you lil' niggas french fries

These niggas hatin', I'm not surprised
I'm nothin' like them other guys (Glizock)
Thirty shots up in this nine
I put your ass on Channel 5
I can't trust no bitch, no lie
I'd rather work a nine to five
It's Big Glock, supersized
and you lil' niggas french fries

Ayy, ever since I ran my money up, yup, I been runnin' wild
Yeah, bitch, I ran it up, I buy whatever, they like, "Calm down" (yeah)
Yeah, bitch, I be so motherfuckin' turnt, it ain't no turnin' down (turnt, turnt)
Yeah, all these bitches wanna fuck, can't name a ho that turn me down, nigga (baow)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Baow

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Writer(s): Markeyvius Cathey