GLOWREALAH Lyrics by Westside Gunn
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Grrt! (Doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot doot)
Ayo, *** got me lookin’ fly like this (Ah!)
Project elevators smell like *** (Mm)
Missed a *** ***, but his man got hit (Grrt!)
Nick Van Exel with the pill, I was lit (Ah!)
Get bored, talk *** on Twitter ’cause I’m rich (Woo!)
*** on bum niggas everyday ’cause they *** (Woo!)
Niggas wanna *** me everyday ’cause they *** (Boom-boom-boom-boom)
Scratch the serial numbers off, it’s legit (Ah!)
Peace to all my Damus, peace to all my Crips (Mm)
Feds in the Amazon trucks takin’ pics (Ah!)
Bust the duct tape, gums numb ’cause it’s fish (Mm)
Y’all ain’t ever ever fly like this (Uh-uh)
I was droppin’ ten bricks off in a Lyft (Woo!)
Central Park ***, word to Munch, word to Dip (Rest in peace P!)
Leroy Ave, Uncle Bacon was the *** (Woo!)
Rob your *** spot, gave all the ones to Flip (Ah!)
I was on broadway gettin’ me enriched (Mm)
All my jewels in broad day, *** I’m le—
Top hill, 5K the pot wheel
*** took all of his jewels off, got shot still (Boom-boom boom-boom-boom)
Green dot your noggin, get your top pealed
The Moschino Mach sealed, Versace shot ***
Remember wholesale, remember three days straight on Moselle
Niggas always tend to hand the eights through the doorbell
Chucks from Arizona, every month, gettin’ poubelles
Shoot your whole ***’ block up, ***, oh well
Your *** got my crosses on her hand, on her toenails
I ain’t even *** the *** yet, she my ho still
Count about nine hundred, house about four mill’
*** this rap ***, I got the plug on the post still
Still going state to state, *** in the door still
Meet me on exit eight, park by the roadkill
Niggas wear sheisty masks, gloves with the pole still
Make you wish in two-twenty-two, that’s my hope still
Might get a young country *** like GloRill’
For real
Fourth Rope, ***