
[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Young Jefe holmes!
[Hook: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house I got my glizzy on my hip
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick
Few problems I've never had and that was money and a b*tch
Feeling just like Nino I got b*tches whippin' bricks
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch
We couldn't get no money so I cancelled that b*tch
Ain't get along with momma had to cancel that b*tch
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Get down on your knees, Jefe baby please
She ain't tryna f*ck me so I told that b*tch to leave
You ain't met a G until you f*ck with double G
Bad foreign piece, ooh she took me overseas
I had a lil' black b*tch and she kept it a 100
But she was too friendly so I sent her back to London
Don't get in all that bogus sh*t 'cuz I know they just frontin'
No that ain't my brother smoke his ass just like G Money
I got plenty money, and I got plenty haters
I can't do you no favors if you can't do me no favors
That stick b*tch at my table
Riding around with ACEs
My Harlem joint my favorite
No no no she not basic
[Hook: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house I got my glizzy on my hip
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick
Few problems I've never had and that was money and a b*tch
Feeling just like Nino I got b*tches whippin' bricks
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch
We couldn't get no money so I cancelled that b*tch
Ain't get along with momma had to cancel that b*tch
[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
I'm Saaaauce
b*tch get out of my car
Who do you think that you are
b*tch you ain't Nicki Minaj
b*tch you ain't Vivica Fox, and if you is I don't give a damn
'Cuz the money come first you can save the attitude for Instagram
I had the fire the ho, I had to retire the ho
2000 in the whole week, b*tch your legs movin' too slow
You ain't applying yourself
Always lookin' out for your friends but you gotta pay bills by yourself
So who is taking the L
But you want the new Chanel
Want the crystals on your nails
But the b*tches with you ain't gon' get it and you always with 'em so you fail
Got you thinking like a square
f*ckin' n*ggas 'cuz he say he care
No you lost your house and he ain't there
Now you working out a hotel
I'm Saaaauce
[Hook: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house I got my glizzy on my hip
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick
Few problems I've never had and that was money and a b*tch
Feeling just like Nino I got b*tches whippin' bricks
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch
We couldn't get no money so I cancelled that b*tch
Ain't get along with momma had to cancel that b*tch
[Verse 3: SosaMann]
Had to cancel lil' momma
She wasn't getting no gwala
And she tryna give me drama
That's a no, no, no way, Jose, not today
Want to f*ck with So, gotta pay
Hard on 'em, working like a slave
I was trapping hard, broad day
Met a b*tch she wasn't good for nun'
In my whip pushing all the buttons
Had to kick her up out the foreign, woah
Now I make it out to splash bills and to f*cking drip
To DC 'bout to take a trip
And go and kick it with Shy 'nem
A pool of sauce I just dive in
Two pumps and that pistol grip, damn
Run up n*gga get blammed, Glizzy Gang that's my fam
In the trap was gettin' bands, woah
No more selling dope
But the n*gga still keep the pole, boom, boom
[Hook: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house I got my glizzy on my hip
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick
Few problems I've never had and that was money and a b*tch
Feeling just like Nino I got b*tches whippin' bricks
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch
We couldn't get no money so I cancelled that b*tch
Ain't get along with momma had to cancel that b*tch
Young Jefe holmes!
[Hook: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house I got my glizzy on my hip
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick
Few problems I've never had and that was money and a b*tch
Feeling just like Nino I got b*tches whippin' bricks
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch
We couldn't get no money so I cancelled that b*tch
Ain't get along with momma had to cancel that b*tch
[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Get down on your knees, Jefe baby please
She ain't tryna f*ck me so I told that b*tch to leave
You ain't met a G until you f*ck with double G
Bad foreign piece, ooh she took me overseas
I had a lil' black b*tch and she kept it a 100
But she was too friendly so I sent her back to London
Don't get in all that bogus sh*t 'cuz I know they just frontin'
No that ain't my brother smoke his ass just like G Money
I got plenty money, and I got plenty haters
I can't do you no favors if you can't do me no favors
That stick b*tch at my table
Riding around with ACEs
My Harlem joint my favorite
No no no she not basic
[Hook: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house I got my glizzy on my hip
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick
Few problems I've never had and that was money and a b*tch
Feeling just like Nino I got b*tches whippin' bricks
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch
We couldn't get no money so I cancelled that b*tch
Ain't get along with momma had to cancel that b*tch
[Verse 2: Sauce Walka]
I'm Saaaauce
b*tch get out of my car
Who do you think that you are
b*tch you ain't Nicki Minaj
b*tch you ain't Vivica Fox, and if you is I don't give a damn
'Cuz the money come first you can save the attitude for Instagram
I had the fire the ho, I had to retire the ho
2000 in the whole week, b*tch your legs movin' too slow
You ain't applying yourself
Always lookin' out for your friends but you gotta pay bills by yourself
So who is taking the L
But you want the new Chanel
Want the crystals on your nails
But the b*tches with you ain't gon' get it and you always with 'em so you fail
Got you thinking like a square
f*ckin' n*ggas 'cuz he say he care
No you lost your house and he ain't there
Now you working out a hotel
I'm Saaaauce
[Hook: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house I got my glizzy on my hip
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick
Few problems I've never had and that was money and a b*tch
Feeling just like Nino I got b*tches whippin' bricks
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch
We couldn't get no money so I cancelled that b*tch
Ain't get along with momma had to cancel that b*tch
[Verse 3: SosaMann]
Had to cancel lil' momma
She wasn't getting no gwala
And she tryna give me drama
That's a no, no, no way, Jose, not today
Want to f*ck with So, gotta pay
Hard on 'em, working like a slave
I was trapping hard, broad day
Met a b*tch she wasn't good for nun'
In my whip pushing all the buttons
Had to kick her up out the foreign, woah
Now I make it out to splash bills and to f*cking drip
To DC 'bout to take a trip
And go and kick it with Shy 'nem
A pool of sauce I just dive in
Two pumps and that pistol grip, damn
Run up n*gga get blammed, Glizzy Gang that's my fam
In the trap was gettin' bands, woah
No more selling dope
But the n*gga still keep the pole, boom, boom
[Hook: Shy Glizzy]
When I walk out my house I got my glizzy on my hip
Just in case a pus*y n*gga try to hit a lick
Few problems I've never had and that was money and a b*tch
Feeling just like Nino I got b*tches whippin' bricks
We just didn't fit, had to cancel that b*tch
She wasn't good for sh*t, went on and cancelled that b*tch
We couldn't get no money so I cancelled that b*tch
Ain't get along with momma had to cancel that b*tch
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