Glitch Lyrics

You was wildin', what you lit for

I ain't trippin' 'cause my focus be my bread hoe

Had to step out with a sitchy with some bodies

Then we came up on a hundred, told nobody

Best of friends, we changin' weather at the lobby

Shawty got my whole attention with her body

Fuck, gotta put my phone on airplane mode

Fuck, gotta keep it on the low

Summer nights when it was nobody

Hotel trippin' off a molly

I was with some hoes probably

Had a Detec posted by

They keepin' close by me

Hit my line

You know I keep it mode by me

You in love with the way that I be ridin'

Shawty got a bad vibe that she be hidin'

Baby playin' with that white

You know what I do

I be givin' you that feelin'

That's what I do

Wifey got the drop, so she knows what's the vibe

Love my city girls, had to get me five

Hit her cousin up, told that nigga slide

He ain't fuck with me, so that nigga rollin' up

Wet drippin' fever, quarter-mile diva

Bad bitch twerkin' in my bed, I breed you

Love it when you nasty for a nigga, no clean up

Then I feel that bullet hit my shoulder

Woah freeze up

Come to me with all your problems

Bitch you always caught up in some drama

Bitch you know that you the problem

I be way too busy countin' commas

Come to me with all your problems

Bitch you always caught up in some drama

Bitch you know that you the problem

I be way too busy countin' commas