Shy Glizzy - 3 Milli

This shit ain't easy
Y'all already know how I'm rockin'
Tre Seven
Bang Bang
And nigga it's the Glizzy Gang

I'm coolin' with my glizzies glizzies, bow
And bitch we run the city we run the city
Nigga I'm 3 milli aww, I'mma catch your grandmother and shoot her in her titties blew blew blew blew
Don't be fuckin' with my glizzies glizzies bad boys like Diddy BOW
Keep talkin' bout designer lil nigga you filthy bang bang
You keep that shit 3 hunna bang bang I keep that shit 3 milli bang bang
Catch you ridin' around in that Audi I'mma hit you with this semi skurt BOW

Chief Keef don't wanna be him nahh this bitch nigga made me tweet him aww
I can't wait to see him can't wait you keep it 3 hunna, I keep this shit 3 M's bang bang
You sound like you 40 aww and you only 17 years old lil nigga
Nigga I gotta 40 BOW I'm only 19 and ballin' like I'm D Rose swoosh
You told me I'm tweakin tweakin nigga watch what you tweetin' watch what you tweetin'
All my belts designer, do you wanna Fendi beatin' aww
How you gon tweet a diss song and you don't even know me don't know me
Sosa got himself in this so now Sosa owe me
Talkin' 'bout a soft ass DC nigga huh bet you won't come and do no shows in DC nigga never
I'm the streets hottest youngin FIRE and it's 'bout to get chilly aww
Fuck a 3 hunna nigga I'm 3 milli bang bang

I'm coolin' with my glizzies glizzies, bow
And bitch we run the city we run the city
Nigga I'm 3 milli aww I'mma catch your grandmother and shoot her in her titties blew blew blew blew
Don't be fuckin' with my glizzies glizzies bad boys like Diddy BOW
Keep talkin' bout designer lil nigga you filthy bang bang
You keep that shit 3 hunna bang bang I keep that shit 3 milli bang bang
Catch you ridin' around in that Audi I'mma hit you with this semi skurt BOW

You wanna go to war Come on You wanna go to war We take you to war, okay

Ion like
Sneak Dissers that's that shit I don't like
Ay Keef, I thought you ain't like sneak disses either nigga
Fake ass young nigga
Look

Big 30s that's that shit I really like BOW
Lil dirty niggas, that's that shit I don't like I don't like
Beefin' all on twitter, that's that shit I don't like don't like
Ain't even livin' already tryna lose ya life aww
Gucci with tennis shoes, that's that shit I don't like don't like
I got on Jimmy Choo's, that's that shit your bitch like bitch like
Dick riding, that's that shit I don't like don't like
Look up to niggas eatin' ass shawdy you a dike ugh
Nigga you ain't no migo why the fuck they call you Sosa Sosa
In jail we played spades, bluffin' niggas played poker what you know
Stop talkin' like you out here, nigga you on house arrest
Run up in yo house and lay yo whole fuckin' house to rest blew blew blew blew
Young street nigga, all I do is get money
I don't like these niggas, I think these niggas funny
I never been to Chicago, but my favorite team the Bulls my bulls
Ain't eatin' off this rap shit, my trap keep me full mm
You want 5 m's for a verse verse that's my shoes and shirt shirt
Give my young nigga 5 hunna, he a put you in a hearse get at me
Had my niggas fuckin' with you, now they out to get you to get cha
I just shitted, now gon spend 3 hunna on some tissue aww

Ion likeee
Ion likeee
Bang Bang
This shit ain't easy
Y'all already know how I'm rockin'
Tre Seven
Bang Bang
And nigga it's the Glizzy Gang

I'm coolin' with my glizzies glizzies, bow
And bitch we run the city we run the city
Nigga I'm 3 milli aww, I'mma catch your grandmother and shoot her in her titties blew blew blew blew
Don't be fuckin' with my glizzies glizzies bad boys like Diddy BOW
Keep talkin' bout designer lil nigga you filthy bang bang
You keep that shit 3 hunna bang bang I keep that shit 3 milli bang bang
Catch you ridin' around in that Audi I'mma hit you with this semi skurt BOW

Chief Keef don't wanna be him nahh this bitch nigga made me tweet him aww
I can't wait to see him can't wait you keep it 3 hunna, I keep this shit 3 M's bang bang
You sound like you 40 aww and you only 17 years old lil nigga
Nigga I gotta 40 BOW I'm only 19 and ballin' like I'm D Rose swoosh
You told me I'm tweakin tweakin nigga watch what you tweetin' watch what you tweetin'
All my belts designer, do you wanna Fendi beatin' aww
How you gon tweet a diss song and you don't even know me don't know me
Sosa got himself in this so now Sosa owe me
Talkin' 'bout a soft ass DC nigga huh bet you won't come and do no shows in DC nigga never
I'm the streets hottest youngin FIRE and it's 'bout to get chilly aww
Fuck a 3 hunna nigga I'm 3 milli bang bang

I'm coolin' with my glizzies glizzies, bow
And bitch we run the city we run the city
Nigga I'm 3 milli aww I'mma catch your grandmother and shoot her in her titties blew blew blew blew
Don't be fuckin' with my glizzies glizzies bad boys like Diddy BOW
Keep talkin' bout designer lil nigga you filthy bang bang
You keep that shit 3 hunna bang bang I keep that shit 3 milli bang bang
Catch you ridin' around in that Audi I'mma hit you with this semi skurt BOW

You wanna go to war Come on You wanna go to war We take you to war, okay

Ion like
Sneak Dissers that's that shit I don't like
Ay Keef, I thought you ain't like sneak disses either nigga
Fake ass young nigga
Look

Big 30s that's that shit I really like BOW
Lil dirty niggas, that's that shit I don't like I don't like
Beefin' all on twitter, that's that shit I don't like don't like
Ain't even livin' already tryna lose ya life aww
Gucci with tennis shoes, that's that shit I don't like don't like
I got on Jimmy Choo's, that's that shit your bitch like bitch like
Dick riding, that's that shit I don't like don't like
Look up to niggas eatin' ass shawdy you a dike ugh
Nigga you ain't no migo why the fuck they call you Sosa Sosa
In jail we played spades, bluffin' niggas played poker what you know
Stop talkin' like you out here, nigga you on house arrest
Run up in yo house and lay yo whole fuckin' house to rest blew blew blew blew
Young street nigga, all I do is get money
I don't like these niggas, I think these niggas funny
I never been to Chicago, but my favorite team the Bulls my bulls
Ain't eatin' off this rap shit, my trap keep me full mm
You want 5 m's for a verse verse that's my shoes and shirt shirt
Give my young nigga 5 hunna, he a put you in a hearse get at me
Had my niggas fuckin' with you, now they out to get you to get cha
I just shitted, now gon spend 3 hunna on some tissue aww

Ion likeee
Ion likeee
Bang Bang

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