Glass house Lyrics

Soon as , I got some money, I put some loads in the trap

My brother said his spot on lock don't call me till it's smack

Took a break from in the field, I lost my feels, but now I'm back

I put my city on my back and on the map, bitch, that's a fact

I'm way harder in that mode, don't call my phone, like, where you at

You can't get a verse, you gotta pay some racks, for esco raps

I can get you dog like puppies out of litter, ain't no half

Hit the spot, junkies thought they saw a mirror , cuz we got glass

Hold on, Mr. Man, do you got that fire in here

We might need a marching band, cuz junkies startin' to line up in here

Shorty snow balled her nose , she full of coke, she gettin' high in here

I can't watch the door , but this shit straight, cuz we got irons in here

He tryna make a statement for them bitches, I put black on his hills

Was in the trenches flooding yams , did it asap unkie need appeal

He said neph , it's a hundred bands in the spot, just keep on sendin em in

I watched a nigga cross his legs and almost droppin' it, just took him one hit

Bro, he sent that paper plane in the box, got them niggas goin' stupid

They gon' use it and abuse it, ain't distributin' for no blues

I told my bloody, I'ma send that package, but I'm makin' music

He said, all I know is money, I'm on Green Dot, listenin' to your music

They thought it was funny when I was broken, tryna keep motion to my music

He gone flood me with them birdies, now if I'm comin on the thru way I'ma make sure the coupe open

Send them pigeons in and rap em ' by the two-piece

I can't call the boy my dog, told what he saw, then he was rappin' for the police

Soon as I got some money, I put some loads in the trap

My brother said his spot on lock, don't call me till it's smack

Took a break from in the field, I lost my feels, but now I'm back

I put my city on my back and on the map, bitch, that's a fact

I'm way harder in that mode, don't call my phone like, where you at

You can't get a verse, you gotta pay some racks, for esco raps

I can get you dog like puppies out of litter, ain't no half Hit the spot, junkies thought they saw a mirror, cause we got glass