Glory Hole Lyrics

Always stayin' dangerous on the foot gang

Tryna pick your battles, boy, I think you in the wrong game

Turn it slow, dope with the lil' bitch, she ain't got no veins

I can smell that oil, it remind me of the old days

I ain't smokin' in the kitchen, should be somewhere where the dough lie

I'm only eight years old, but I know the smell of that hard rock

Yeah, sit tight, pull your cup, roll your blunt up

Yeah, but with a messenger, I'm causin' static in your head

No observation, can't burst away, I'm after game

I'm breakin' off another vacuum seal, love the way it weigh

I'm actin' like Fats, I'm not jumpin' on Spotify

Just livin' on how I really live it

It's only best that I give em' all the time

This love game is termination

I just buy the vision, I ain't really got a lot of time to see

I leave you, call my phone, I didn't answer, probably wasn't meant to be

Yeah, I know some shit done changed

Woke up with my teeth in my hand, I'm feelin' strange

I come in a bitch, all my diamonds yellow, talk mellow

Pockets full of bitch, he peddle to the metal

Competition, accountability, that shit not new to me

Before you try to disrespect the gang, better study me

Bitch, I'm two terms up, bitch, I'm connectin', need the Wi-Fi

For some reason, I feel like drinkin', so I'm goin' out

Get turnt up, smokin' to the party

Shades on my face, so I leave em' for the solid

Lookin' for mami, then leavin' with papi

Jumpin' away from me, snorin' her body

Walkin' on thin ice, I'm takin' chances

I'm still ice, I'm bright

Got my clothes on, don't get fed

Damn, I'm takin' chances, get fed today

Hold up, hold up, look how you pulled up

Runnin' for the check for a nigga that just show up

Let em' work it to a kid that barely even know us

LMG Glover Gang, where we come from

LMG Glover Gang, where we come from

LMG Glover Gang, where we come from

LMG Glover Gang, where we come from

LMG Glover Gang, where we come from

Yeah, they say I'm talkin' different

Let me introduce ya to this global bitch

Paperwork brought to the table

It broke down for the whole team

Loyal present, ain't no schemes

Chase, I'm catchin' dreams

Off of the home plate, flip to the scene

Left car green, let me feel it like flipper

Got me a room, I be up in the villa

How many friends are you tryna bring with ya