GLO.exe Lyrics

Quiet kid never talked

Now I speak my mind on these beats I can't shut up

Now I spend my time on these beats I barely walk

Grew up round the Irish, I sip Guinness over wock

Grew up wanting Billie Eilish now I like 'em dark

They think I ain't really stylish, boy you one to talk

I ain't one to get too violent, leave that for my dog

Wash up on fuckin island, feed you to the hawks

Damn

Yeah, Okay

You don't wanna play no games with me, I'm playin Saw

You don't wanna change no lanes with me, I'll crash the car

I'm from Swagachusetts bitch this really how we talk

Just playin

I'm jokes but I ain't kiddin

You cold but you ain't winnin

I seen ya but I'm indifferent

Already got my queen bitch I promise you ain't rizzin

Designer, dancer, model and make-up artist, I wish I was kiddin

I'm callin on God, my ophthalmologist he giving me visions

You know imma flex the Mazi CX-5, I'm doin it different

Wearing the Needles and pjs, why the fuck she say "dick print giving"

I could sell a beat on Ebay, bet they'd expedite the shipping

We incomparable, I'll turn you to a parable

Here's the kicker, we can't learn from you it's terrible

2024 ain't nobody is spareable