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Mathi$ - 44 Glizzy Lyrics



Mathi$ - 44 Glizzy Lyrics
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This a 44 glizzy that I'm packin in my Jeans
Heard you talkin bout smoke you can get it any means
I'm an athlete hustler I got it in my genes
Always buying new shirts got cream on all my tees
I up one top gun I know you ain't want non
The party gonna drop once I load one and spark one
You fell for a basic and I'm f*ckin on your old one
You bold lil fella get in bed wit a lil one
I'm different ain't no one gonna be me
Winter season I'm masked with a beanie
Bad bitch red hair and she freaky
In a whip and we boolin me and wheezy
Saw you step up but bitch guess who
These balencis nah these ain't jimmy choos
I'm at your window like bitch peek a boo
Imma f*ck her and I f*ck her friend too
I ain't speaking to no bitch I ain't talkin to no slut
U can catch me with that whistle u can catch me in the cut
All these bitches wanna cuff all these bitches wanna f*ck
You can see her suckin dick and she ride my hairy nuts
F*ck the fame I just want a bad bitch
Reppin sac bitch we all savage
Cute face but she still a fat bitch
That ain't my dick bitch you know what that Is
This a 44 glizzy that I'm packin in my Jeans
Heard you talkin bout smoke you can get it any means
I'm an athlete hustler I got it in my genes
Always buying new shirts got cream on all my tees
I up one top gun I know you ain't want non
The party gonna drop once I load one and spark one
You fell for a basic and I'm f*ckin on your old one
You bold lil fella get in bed wit a lil one
Why you trippin oh you mad cause I'm Pimpin
Turn the glock a bitch wit a glizzy extension
Pimple on my face cause the body got me stressin
And Now that he gone I ain't feelin no more tension
Shit I'm gone I'm f*cked off patron
Hoe on my phone leave me alone
I'm tryna leave my nut all on her booty bone
Clutch like kyrie when I clutch on that chrome
Only way I f*ck is real deep like
I won't hit that bitch b4 mid night
I'll make that shit bleed if it's to tight
You know my all js come in true flight
You know a young fella gonna f*ck tell the moonlight
They mad cause they know that I'm that kid
So sad but I did what I did
What's that oh you talkin all that shit
To bad I got cash and I'm lit
This a 44 glizzy that I'm packin in my Jeans
Heard you talkin bout smoke you can get it any means
I'm an athlete hustler I got it in my genes
Always buying new shirts got cream on all my tees
I up one top gun I know you ain't want non
The party gonna drop once I load one and spark one
You fell for a basic and I'm f*ckin on your old one
You bold lil fella get in bed wit a lil one
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This a 44 glizzy that I'm packin in my Jeans
Heard you talkin bout smoke you can get it any means
I'm an athlete hustler I got it in my genes
Always buying new shirts got cream on all my tees
I up one top gun I know you ain't want non
The party gonna drop once I load one and spark one
You fell for a basic and I'm f*ckin on your old one
You bold lil fella get in bed wit a lil one
I'm different ain't no one gonna be me
Winter season I'm masked with a beanie
Bad bitch red hair and she freaky
In a whip and we boolin me and wheezy
Saw you step up but bitch guess who
These balencis nah these ain't jimmy choos
I'm at your window like bitch peek a boo
Imma f*ck her and I f*ck her friend too
I ain't speaking to no bitch I ain't talkin to no slut
U can catch me with that whistle u can catch me in the cut
All these bitches wanna cuff all these bitches wanna f*ck
You can see her suckin dick and she ride my hairy nuts
F*ck the fame I just want a bad bitch
Reppin sac bitch we all savage
Cute face but she still a fat bitch
That ain't my dick bitch you know what that Is
This a 44 glizzy that I'm packin in my Jeans
Heard you talkin bout smoke you can get it any means
I'm an athlete hustler I got it in my genes
Always buying new shirts got cream on all my tees
I up one top gun I know you ain't want non
The party gonna drop once I load one and spark one
You fell for a basic and I'm f*ckin on your old one
You bold lil fella get in bed wit a lil one
Why you trippin oh you mad cause I'm Pimpin
Turn the glock a bitch wit a glizzy extension
Pimple on my face cause the body got me stressin
And Now that he gone I ain't feelin no more tension
Shit I'm gone I'm f*cked off patron
Hoe on my phone leave me alone
I'm tryna leave my nut all on her booty bone
Clutch like kyrie when I clutch on that chrome
Only way I f*ck is real deep like
I won't hit that bitch b4 mid night
I'll make that shit bleed if it's to tight
You know my all js come in true flight
You know a young fella gonna f*ck tell the moonlight
They mad cause they know that I'm that kid
So sad but I did what I did
What's that oh you talkin all that shit
To bad I got cash and I'm lit
This a 44 glizzy that I'm packin in my Jeans
Heard you talkin bout smoke you can get it any means
I'm an athlete hustler I got it in my genes
Always buying new shirts got cream on all my tees
I up one top gun I know you ain't want non
The party gonna drop once I load one and spark one
You fell for a basic and I'm f*ckin on your old one
You bold lil fella get in bed wit a lil one
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Writer: Braden Mathis
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Performed By: Mathi$
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Braden Mathis

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