Glamour Boys ft. lifelessgarments & Ayazel Lyrics

I love you bitch, I ain't gonna never stop loving you, bitch

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ion be making promises with bitches cause they lie, yeah

Got a chopper on my hip, bitch, blow it, you gon' die

I don't trust no hoe, I don't trust no bitch

Yeah, I'm on my bros yeah, we gon' hit a lick

hundred' round mag, yeah, look at the clip

Yeah, right at the bitch, fuck three in the back of my whip

They see me swagged out, yeah, look at the rick

Need me a bitch who got hysteric on her fit

Need me a bitch who's the finest bitch, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Ion be making promises with bitches cause they lie, yeah

Got a chopper on my hip, bitch, blow it, you gon' die

Her in the limo, the ceiling, it look like God

I'm at the top of the building, I ain't like y'all

The ceiling and the shit, I'm riding it to the stars

Get fucked by none, way too far

I touch stacks, I touch charts

Shout out to Ben for the whole car

Six in a row, I'm going to Mars

I'm going to Mars

I'm taking a thot, I'm taking a five

What's good for you

Straight out the jar

I'm finna roll, I'm finna swallow

I'm finna sing out

They say I'm mean

Can't change it for these broads

Ain't changing for me

Trips through the whole team

I just gotta succeed

This bitch tryna pull out my seat

I got a whole lot of reach

I don't want this

I just see things that you niggas never see

Paid a whole lot of money

I paid a whole lot of fee

I made a whole lot, a bunch

I made a lot of money

She want to fuck in a minute

She want to fuck in a minute

I don't know, but we talk the stars

Girl, who you like

Let's go

Yeah, she around me like NASCAR

Not that thot, but a new world boss

But if you don't wanna break it

Bitch, is you working

Yeah, you ready

Cause I'm sweating

Glamour, glamour, glamour

Yeah, I'm bringing all your ammo

Yeah, I'm switching, I'm switching

Just like Tony Montana

My red Vans Santana

My red Vans Santana

My red Vans Santana

Santana

I don't wanna hear no

I don't wanna hear no

I don't wanna hear no

I don't wanna hear no

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Ion be making promises with bitches cause they lie, yeah

Got a chopper on my hip, bitch, blow it, you gon' die

Get back up, get back up

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