I don’t know if y’all like lyrics but yeah hear y’all go some mo #TDM00 🔥#GlizzyFreestyle00 #new #lit #gas 50 on da pole I keep it close U know it’s go wit me Idgaf I got gas It’s like it’s dro wit me Saucing wit the semi Diamonds dancing So u know it’s me Niggas act like hoes I keep it G Fuc they want from me Man wtf them niggas mean Smoking on that green See them pussies on the scene Imma spin em wit the beam I be tweakin and I tweak out I grips n yeah I hand out Niggas actin we gone see bout Wtf it is they talkin I got drakes all in da cut Bitch it’s drakin Wat I’m saying Ain’t no singer wtf I got semi auto glizzy And the glizzy wit the cuts I got glizzy wit da 50 He just got a power up We some walk em down niggas Texas ranger I’m like chuc Got the glizzy in the ar Wit the drizzy for the luc Ford 50 Numb chucks No speakers All dumps If niggas dunk He fucced up Clip in the air It’s a bad launch Fallin and shit That the perfect event Hit wit 101 nigga We pac in a splif Pass in the whip Smokin Just me n a grip Spot em got em cal u get to the gates Gone be from Indians Rifle stil be gloc Don’t act up Get maxed up TDM stupid Chec the fax cuh Scig do you Worse lil nigga if I miss you Tried to hit ya head Oouu I fucing shit bagged u Just ask u the nerves of these niggas Trynna hassle Ill blast u Rey mysterio but no mask u 10 2 the pistol I got pursuit the issue This hollow get right wit u See wat bitch I’m trynna send u The hoe doe Thick light freak Wit a headshot U see her one time It’s like u walkin to a dead stop I just like to watch the way she walk When she get to him He gone be all hype wit views She look like she from Instagram Mean while I be at the bac Just like any other jamy Befor I full extended on this nigga Snap rubber bands Half coc Blazer up I went around and got it in I think I hand yall Mistake wit some one else don’t fuc up plans Nigga I’m a bandit Flow so killa for realla they can’t stand it Higher than u niggas can see A different planet Gas puffs U niggas fucced Ya body stranded What them bullets did to da boy left a hand print Quater holes all threw his soul Ain’t no exzamin Windy better not let ‘em blow His shit will whistle Burn em up fire in tissue See my nikka I get u Soon as ya bitch fucced T then a nigga clip u I hold up right Hold up we’re u stay