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Migo crazy in this bitch (God) Yeah Yeah (Let the band play) Glizock Hoppin' out the coupe (Skrrt) Yeah, hoppin' out that coupe (Skrrt, yeah, ooh, yeah) Bitch, I'm hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit (Skrrt-skrrt) And I got a pocket full of blues (Racks, woo, woo, racks) Chillin' with your boo, your bitch, yeah, that bitch get loose She get loose, loose, loose, loose, loose, loose, she get loose Uh, yeah, I just dropped a deuce (Mud) 'Bout to take my bitch and my gang to Honolulu (Let's go) Glock the real deal, all you other niggas fu-fu (Glizock) You bitch-made, need tutu, I ride around with two 2's, nigga I'm up, yeah, yeah, yeah I told you that I'm cutthroat to the core, yeah, yeah, yeah They fucked up, gave them M's to your boy, yeah, yeah, yeah You know what it is and what it was, yeah, yeah, yeah Just bought an AK, it came with a sword (Uh) Cartiers on my face, I look just like a dork (Yeah) I've been gettin' a lot of cake, but I still want some more cake (Let's go) Hopped up in my foreign, tore it, pedal to the floor, yeah (Skrrt) I get racks, you know it, yeah, I get racks, you know it (Racks) Nigga, yeah, and I put that on the lord (On God) SongtexteYeah, the shit I'm smokin' so loud, can't ignore it (Yeah) I'm burnin' trees, forest, yeah, I'm runnin' it up like Forrest (Run it) Gump (Run it) Yeah, but I'm Glizock... And I'm hoppin' out that coupe (What you doin'? What you doin'?) And I'm hoppin' out that coupe (What you doin'? What you doin'?) Bitch, I'm hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit And I got a pocket full of blues (Racks, woo, woo, racks) Bitch, I'm hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit Catch me hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit Catch me hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit Catch me hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit (Yeah) Uh, hop back in my coupe, yeah, that bitch zoom, yeah Quarantine my sip, yeah, illest nigga in the room, ayy Back at the room (Yeah, yeah) I got your bitch bent over like we playin' pool, ayy They be like, "Glizock, come down, boy, you just be too turnt" (Yeah) Yeah, bitch, I'm too much (Yeah), now pass me two cups Pour up, flyer than a reindeer, all these blue bucks Yeah, I got blue bucks, baby, I got blue bucks (Yeah, yeah) Hoppin' out the C8 with my tool tucked (Clutch) You can go and ask about me, I don't give two fucks, nigga I don't give two fucks, nah, I don't give two fucks (Yeah) I bought a 'Vette in the pandemic, they say I'm too much (The fuck?) Catch me hoppin' out that coupe (What you doin'? What you doin'? Yeah) Catch me hoppin' out that coupe (What you doin'? What you doin'? Yeah) Catch me hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit And I got a pocket full of blues (Racks, yeah, racks) Catch me hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit Catch me hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit (Skrrt) Catch me hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit (Yeah) Bitch, I'm hoppin' out that coupe in a Gucci sweatsuit (Yeah, uh) Aus Songtexte Mania