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GLACIER BOY (feat. Three5ive) Video (MV)




Performed By: O Milla
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Markevion Darough




O Milla - GLACIER BOY (feat. Three5ive) Lyrics




Cut the lights off, I'ma pop my shit Now watch me pop my wrist
Ice and VVS's, bitch, all of my Rollies lit
Pull up with no mask on, let's get him gone his brother sick
I was trappin, trappin ', I ain't worried bout a nigga Nick

They done bought that scavenger back, I done turned your bro to a pack
This lil' bitch mad at me right now because I called her rat
She like when niggas slide and f*ck, that bitch a homebody
I caught that boy and f*cked him up, I catch my own bodies

Trenches, ain't pop my shit in a lil' minute, girl
And if you ask, know I feed you
We might slide through wit 3 Ks like we don't f*ck with black people
Say I'm that nigga now

Might cop a AP and go bust it down
Shit feel a whole lot different now
That lil' nigga got shit on him now
Cut the lights off, I'ma pop my shit Now watch me pop my wrist

Ice and VVS's, bitch, all of my Rollies lit
Pull up with no mask on, let's get him gone his brother's seat
I was trappin', trappin', I ain't worried bout a nigga nick
She gon' suck my dick and she gon' eat it like a Percocet

I just want the perfect neck, then I'ma give her perfect sex
Ain't too fat from Christy, but the 30's start an armageddon
Ain't no talkin' crazy, I'ma chop him like his name was Freddy
I'm checkin' her bag, I'm checkin' her bag, this shit get scary

Lil' nigga no trap, lil' nigga no trap, we shoot like Curry
YSL you not a Christian, but Dior my garments
When dem niggas startin' beef, but say I'm actin' funny
They smokin det gas
Oh, dumbass nigga, you know you cap, bitch, we smoke Za

Only the main, yeah, we on the map, put my trust in niggas
They only plan to take me out, I lost my mama, nigga
I promised her a better route, cut the lights off, I'ma pop my shit
Now watch me pop my wrist

Ice and VVS's, bitch, all of my Rollies lit
All up with no mask on, let's get him down his brother's seat
I was trappin', trappin', I ain't worried bout a nigga nicked
I was trappin', trappin', I ain't worried bout a nigga Nick
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Cut the lights off, I'ma pop my shit Now watch me pop my wrist
Ice and VVS's, bitch, all of my Rollies lit
Pull up with no mask on, let's get him gone his brother sick
I was trappin, trappin ', I ain't worried bout a nigga Nick

They done bought that scavenger back, I done turned your bro to a pack
This lil' bitch mad at me right now because I called her rat
She like when niggas slide and f*ck, that bitch a homebody
I caught that boy and f*cked him up, I catch my own bodies

Trenches, ain't pop my shit in a lil' minute, girl
And if you ask, know I feed you
We might slide through wit 3 Ks like we don't f*ck with black people
Say I'm that nigga now

Might cop a AP and go bust it down
Shit feel a whole lot different now
That lil' nigga got shit on him now
Cut the lights off, I'ma pop my shit Now watch me pop my wrist

Ice and VVS's, bitch, all of my Rollies lit
Pull up with no mask on, let's get him gone his brother's seat
I was trappin', trappin', I ain't worried bout a nigga nick
She gon' suck my dick and she gon' eat it like a Percocet

I just want the perfect neck, then I'ma give her perfect sex
Ain't too fat from Christy, but the 30's start an armageddon
Ain't no talkin' crazy, I'ma chop him like his name was Freddy
I'm checkin' her bag, I'm checkin' her bag, this shit get scary

Lil' nigga no trap, lil' nigga no trap, we shoot like Curry
YSL you not a Christian, but Dior my garments
When dem niggas startin' beef, but say I'm actin' funny
They smokin det gas
Oh, dumbass nigga, you know you cap, bitch, we smoke Za

Only the main, yeah, we on the map, put my trust in niggas
They only plan to take me out, I lost my mama, nigga
I promised her a better route, cut the lights off, I'ma pop my shit
Now watch me pop my wrist

Ice and VVS's, bitch, all of my Rollies lit
All up with no mask on, let's get him down his brother's seat
I was trappin', trappin', I ain't worried bout a nigga nicked
I was trappin', trappin', I ain't worried bout a nigga Nick
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Writer: Markevion Darough
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