PHATNALL Lyrics – GloRilla
GloRilla
Man, people be mad, and people be hurt
Don’t be listenin’ to *** these folks say about me
They come and see what’s up with me
As if, know what I’m sayin’?
Like, people be real-deal mad
My ex, and my old friend, like, them hoes mad
Like, they ain’t got *** good to say about me
Like, know what I’m sayin’?
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Hahaha
And turn me up when you do the ad-libs
Don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sad)
Might get ’em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in ***)
Don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my old friends, man, them *** mad (They cut out)
If you don’t see them with me now, then, you know where they at (The bottom)
Money talk, but, I don’t answer, *** collect calls (*** the system)
When I be steppin’ on these ***, make they flesh cry (Ooh-wee)
Then, I say, “*** a ***,” proudly with my neck tall (*** ’em)
Then, tell ’em throw they neck back for this ***, boy, this *** (It’s to die for)
Don’t go off what that *** told you, boo, that *** hurt (He *** up)
He ‘posed to [?] me today, but, I don’t even love him (*** miss me)
He tried to take a dime for granted, he ain’t see my worth (Took a L)
Keep tryna see the good in him, but, he might do you worse (***, run)
She might act up on a *** who ain’t actin’ right (Why you do that?)
‘Cause I’ll be damned a *** make me lose my appetite (Nah, *** that)
And, all my exes dead to me, I hit they candlelight (Wee)
Drop a ho, and added ten new more, this *** some magic, right? (Yeah)
And, if I ever fall in love again, that *** rob (He different)
And, I can tell if he a peon, let that *** talk (Just listen)
Better not hold no ho for ransom, let that *** go (Cut him loose)
You braggin’ ’bout how you got four, but, what that *** bought? (Stupid ass)
Don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sad)
Might get ’em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in ***)
Don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my old friends, man, them *** mad (They cut out)
If you don’t see them with me now, then, you know where they at (The bottom)
Money talk, but, I don’t answer, *** collect calls (*** the system)
When I be steppin’ on these ***, make they flesh cry (Ooh-wee)
Then, I say, “*** a ***,” proudly with my neck tall (*** ’em)
Then, tell ’em throw they neck back for this ***, boy, this *** (It’s to die for)
Talkin’ ’bout you don’t eat no ***, man, you niggas gay (Like ***)
*** dead don’t eat no ***, really get in the way (Move over)
Back in the day, I really felt sorry for anime
But, now I slap the *** out of a *** if he don’t eat the cake (*** out of here lil’ bro)
He hit the gas, and I be wildin’, I don’t use no brakes (Damn)
But, he just threw that .30 back, now, I need the brakes (God damn)
He tryna prove a point to me because I made him wait (For real)
Thought that boy was finna slide ’bout it, but, *** was great (That’s how you feel?)
Yeah, I’m talkin’ ’bout yo’ BD, man, that *** ate (Whoo)
She be sad, and he ain’t *** to me, that *** straight (He really cool)
I’m outside, she probably thinkin’ I’m gon’ take her place (I might)
And when she found out it was me, I wish I seen her face (On gang)
Don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sad)
Might get ’em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in ***)
Don’t tell me nothin’ ’bout my old friends, man, them *** mad (They cut out)
If you don’t see them with me now, then, you know where they at (The bottom)
Money talk, but, I don’t answer, *** collect calls (*** the system)
When I be steppin’ on these ***, make they flesh cry (Ooh-wee)
Then, I say, “*** a ***,” proudly with my neck tall (*** ’em)
Then, tell ’em throw they neck back for this ***, boy, this *** (It’s to die for)