NAYY - Glo!

Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh
Fa Fa
Oh, Oh
Fa Fa
Oh, Oh
Yeah, Yeah
Oh, Oh
Uh, Uh
Money yeah I had to grow
I had to stack up the bread from the floor
I-I know some things that nobody can know
I got some shooters that's gripping the pole
I had to learn how to get in my glo
I had to learn how to tell people no
I had to pray that my gang never told
I had to get me the racks on the low
We-We had to grip it and pop
40 got bullets that take off his top
I had to leave cause that shawty was chopped
I had to ice out my neck with the rocks
We finna grow and its never gon' stop
We finna hop in the whip and then skrt off the lot
38 bullets gon' hit your lil top
I had to drop, so everyone know I dont flop
Diamonds they dancing ain't changing my neck
I got a buss down and a brand new bagguette
I know they capping ain't never forget
Feel like an angel we come with a tec
Feel like a choker we coming for necks
Going 200 we might cause a wreck
I get the money ain't cashing a check
All of my brothers we gonna be famous no dex
Woah, going up all of us
Yeah, our money as tall as us
If-If you not gang can't ball with us
If you on our side you fall with us
We-We finna zoom in that cat
Shawty she bad and she black
I had to glo, so just watch how i do that
Money yeah I had to grow
I had to stack up the bread from the floor
I-I know some things that nobody can know
I got some shooters that's gripping the pole
I had to learn how to get in my glo
I had to learn how to tell people no
I had to pray that my gang never told
I had to get me the racks on the low

Written by:
NaQuan White

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