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Shy Glizzy

Genres: Hip-Hop

First 48, Pt. 2 Lyrics - Shy Glizzy

Out the window 

Me and Gizzle with them dracos, that's not accidental 

GG, back on that bullshit 

 

Bitch I'm high as fuck, I just left the club 

Tried to put it on some niggas but they had some luck 

Bitches pullin' up, smosh go get the truck 

Fish a ton up out the thirty, now they gotta duck 

Fat dog tried to run it, hangin' out the windows 

Me and Gizzle with them dracos, that's not accidental 

Bitch I'm monumental, and you not fundamental 

Stay surrounded by them shooters, Malcom in the Middle 

Bitch you like my swag, bitch come hit this dab 

You can't get no cash, better get some ass 

They can't get no money, that's why these niggas mad 

Oof they lookin' funny, can't go get my bag 

Niggas Loony Toony, bitch my life a movie 

DF them my goonies, shoutout to Lil Moony 

Said you comin' for me, you ain't never do it 

Boy you fuckin' stupid, know I keep that uzi 

30 30 30, shoot that bitch like Curry 

Now we playin' dirty, we ain't never worried 

We ain't never worried, Phil pour up that dirty 

Told it's emergency, niggas gettin' buried 

Patek cost a check, I iced out my neck 

Seven figure nigga, how he got the city like that 

Take no disrespect, Glizzys on your set (GG) 

Boy you better have your dog or they gon' make a mess 

 

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You was geekin' too, haha 

Bitch I'll shoot a nigga, Goo talkin' 'bout, shoot that nigga dawg! 

Shoot that nigga! 

 

We the fuckin' murder team, come and clear the scene 

Sorry if we crush your dreams, Martin Luther King 

That KelTec it got a beam, do not intervene 

Niggas too high off the lean, they lost they self-esteem 

I'm head honcho in my city, I'm the fucking king 

Niggas ain't really tryna get busy, what the fuck you mean 

I had a semi with a fifty, I was seventeen 

Baby come fly high with Glizzy, give you fucking wings 

Young street nigga with some money, went and bought some choppers 

Young street nigga with some money, I'll knock off your roster 

These niggas can't wait to drop a dime, they wanna see us locked up 

These niggas ain't really got no time, they some goddamn imposters 

You see this bitch with me so fine and she so fuckin' proper 

I flew this bitch all the way to DC just to fuckin' pop it 

Remember you was fighting them niggas out there, 

I came through and stopped it 

Bitch why is you askin' me about my outfit? you ain't gon' fuckin' cop it 

Bitch why is you askin' me am I out here, you a fuckin' watcher? 

Bitch cover your eyes, you might get blind here, see these fucking watches? 

Little boy go get your own gun, this my fucking rocket 

Out in LA hittin' home runs like I'm fucking dodgin' 

I don't think you understand, my niggas super wild 

All my niggas they been thugging since a juvenile 

Out here for a while, remember when they killed Lil Kow 

Forever Tray-7, bitch go 'head and take a bow 

 

Forever Tray-7, bitch go 'head and take a bow 

Forever Tray-7, bitch forever Tray-7 

Bitch forever Tray-7, bitch go 'head and take a bow 

Bitch go 'head and take a bow 

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