What
Yeah
Hey yeah
Its glime season
I'm not finna say yo
I'm just gone take your hoe
Cause she see me in the G and you know I'm with the gang
So she's gonna just choose for sure
When she link you its a chore
Off whites laying by the door
She say she like my lil swag and wanna run it right back
I tell her wait till I'm back off tour
Her lil face I adore
No Brittany spears gimme more
I keep the money off shore
They need the swag I mentor
They need the swag I'm like damn
I just pulled off in a lamb
I treat your bitch just like she pam
I kick her out after we wham
If its 4th and one we quarterback sneak
I can not take her home so its back seat
I rock a show hit the club and repeat
I'm in the wagon wit HDOE and we geeked
Don't get caught don't get caught slipping in the turning lane its the evil empire riding dirty
It's glime season nigga my Glock green my flag green its Glime Season
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What
Yeah
Hey yeah
Its glime season
I'm not finna say yo
I'm just gone take your hoe
Cause she see me in the G and you know I'm with the gang
So she's gonna just choose for sure
When she link you its a chore
Off whites laying by the door
She say she like my lil swag and wanna run it right back
I tell her wait till I'm back off tour
Her lil face I adore
No Brittany spears gimme more
I keep the money off shore
They need the swag I mentor
They need the swag I'm like damn
I just pulled off in a lamb
I treat your bitch just like she pam
I kick her out after we wham
If its 4th and one we quarterback sneak
I can not take her home so its back seat
I rock a show hit the club and repeat
I'm in the wagon wit HDOE and we geeked
Don't get caught don't get caught slipping in the turning lane its the evil empire riding dirty
It's glime season nigga my Glock green my flag green its Glime Season
Yeah
Hey yeah
Its glime season
I'm not finna say yo
I'm just gone take your hoe
Cause she see me in the G and you know I'm with the gang
So she's gonna just choose for sure
When she link you its a chore
Off whites laying by the door
She say she like my lil swag and wanna run it right back
I tell her wait till I'm back off tour
Her lil face I adore
No Brittany spears gimme more
I keep the money off shore
They need the swag I mentor
They need the swag I'm like damn
I just pulled off in a lamb
I treat your bitch just like she pam
I kick her out after we wham
If its 4th and one we quarterback sneak
I can not take her home so its back seat
I rock a show hit the club and repeat
I'm in the wagon wit HDOE and we geeked
Don't get caught don't get caught slipping in the turning lane its the evil empire riding dirty
It's glime season nigga my Glock green my flag green its Glime Season
Writer: John Everett
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid