Greedy Lyrics

Yeah, he raising his voice, now I got my Glock screaming

I don't want to, but I might hit him, so he stop breathing

Take my name out your mouth, you shouldn't play with demons

Damn, my dog wanted money, but he got greedy

Man, it's getting hot out here, cause it's glock season

Smoke a wood, then she rub on me like I'm a genie

Running through the paper and these bitches yeah

Hoes fuck with us, we not snitches yeah

Please drop the lo so we can spin it yeah

Yeah, he raising his voice, now I got my glock screaming

I don't want to, but I might hit him, so he stop breathing

Take my name out your mouth, you shouldn't play with demons

Damn, my dog wanted money, but he got greedy

Man, it's getting hot out here, cause it's glock season

Smoke a wood, then she rub on me like I'm a genie

New side bitch, and she meaner than a teacher

Got my gun and freezer, bm been a fucking eater

Riding two-seater, we ain't fucking in no beamer

Everywhere I go, I bare arms like a beater

I could be the plug, got the lois like I'm peter

Sitting in a bulletproof, my sleeve got the heater

Putting out a movie, we was fucking, I'm the teaser

I got a bro that's spin for me like a ceiling fan

I be saving my money, bitch, I ain't into spending bands

I be with my Islam bro, I feel like I be in a gang

Tell a bitch to get a job, fore I spend a ten

Off the mud, belt to ass, slide my bro a ten

He get to working on that ass, he tryna fuck again

Yeah, he raising his voice, now I got my Glock screaming

I don't want to, but I might hit him, so he stop breathing

Take my name out your mouth, you shouldn't play with demons

Damn, my dog wanted money, but he got greedy

Man, it's getting hot out here, cause it's glock season

Smoke a wood, then she rub on me like I'm a genie