glovebox ft. Jvent & MARMAR Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

How much cash can fit in the glovebox of the Valkyrie

How many lies until that lil boy finally commit his sins

How many bitches a brother got talk to before he can talk to the man

I been saying that I'm up next but we'll just have to see

Dragging round boatloads of this cheese like I was from Wisconsin

I get bored I take my card online and I go shopping

She wanna birkin bag that's fine as long as she finna come top me

That boy a lame he wanted a picture but I had to go head and crop it

I'm like a pizza she can't get this bread till she get the topping

Baby I don't want the sex huh bitch I just want the noggin

Spinnin' your house with my twins we kick the door down don't do knockin

Bitch I drive a stick shift e-brake ain't no parkin

I dump the lettuce romaine leafs I don't like the salad I toss it

This rap shit never exausting

I got a muthafuckin' plug in the burbs with exotic that's my nigga Austin

The way that I stay in the low I feel like Scooby-Doo

Y'all niggas be lookin' for crumbs huh y'all won't find a clue

Bitch I'm with MARMAR and Jxshy yeah yeah we up in the stu

Triple J in this bitch huh yeah we in the booth

She wanna top me off huh in a convertible coupe

Told him if I throw change yo way lil nigga it'll be a shotgun blast

Handful of lead aiming at your head huh just to erase your ass

The way that I crash out bout this shit huh they call me Coach Pfaff

These lil' niggas can't sit next to me lil' shorty I'm in a different class

She like how I be when I'm up in it huh like I'm a drummer

My trap jumpin' all year long your trap only get hot in the summer

Tell em the package en route like I just sent my runner

On my body but just want the neck don't want nothin' else from her

I got a runner it's cold where it from so my nigga I call him Gunther

Spread her legs like butter deep sea divin lan lost I got a rutter

Damn this hoe gettin on my nerves but she bad pass to my brother

Can't have to many blicks I'll never get caught but I got me another

Big Bro don't play bout his green catch em on the block fightin dealers and fiends

lan gang bang but I bleed blue nigga that time of the month nigga lan scared of b's

I'm In the cut layed back rolling up trees

She grabbin my waist but she ain't say please

Bitch like what pulled my phone turn on the flash yea like bitch cheese

Slip n slide like some greese spazzin wit gang NDVR I bleed

l ain't incredible I throw my watch nigga you gon have to watch how time freeze

Wet like water this shi cash got her screaming omg

Quick wit it get the verse off nigga this rappin shit a-

Yeah Yeah

Turn me up

Yeah

Jxshy quick to draw

If you gon play about that shit

Why the fuck you faking for

What the fuck this lil boy on

What you touching on her for

Got whole ass wife or did yall take a break again

I know I took one huh but Jxshy lit again

I done took off in a lil speed boat

Switched in the middle the muh fucking osh'

I'm in a yacht and I hit an emote

Know this shit hard i just gotta promote

Al pastor in the fucking chipolt'

Why is this lil brudda tweaking for

Know the bitches stay doing the most

When I pass he'll be haunted by ghosts

She is a link so I delete the post

Know I'm still getting the pussy soaked

Fuckin' the bitch in the back of the store

Aisle nine and she giving me throat

Speaking of checkout line

That's aisle nine we at the grocery store

I gotta pray to god bout what been bothering me a lil bit more

Damn

This rap shit never exhausting

The money run in like a possom

Been plotting on em like quantum

The way that these bruddas been switching sides it got me depressed post partum

I hope we can settle this shit cause Jxshy

don't really wanna have to-