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freddie gibbs & the alchemist - all glass lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
steppin’ on this sh+t, slidin’ on that sh+t
praise the lord, baby

[verse 1]
yeah, money in the church pot
your nephew work for me, got bundles in his church socks
big bunny rabbit, i drop a package, my youngins down to slide
shot up your escalade, i bought ’em all, playstation 5
they hold you for three days if you a suspect for a recent murder
you get released if they don’t find a witness or the burner
guess that’s why chapo dug the tunnel and smoked all the workers
namu myōhō renge kyō, my coca do the tina turner
kyrie irving, uncle fred had his strap to the head
better get that boy to the doctor before them bullets spread
hit that n+gga twice, he was leakin’, but is he dead or not?
followed him to the hospital, shoot it out in the parkin’ lot
my nuts dropped, first i got money and then the power
b+tch, i’m in this sh+t, like burberry shirts at baby showers
shot these kids on her face, give yo’ wifey a baby shower
east side is the army, go get you a navy tower, what’s up, b+tch?

[interlude]
kane train, n+gga, i’ma keep this sh+t movin’, f+ck it
kane, let’s go (haha, yo)
[verse 2]
yeezy’s on, but i ain’t never seen a sunday service
they dealin’ with some afghani gangsters and made a purchase
don’t do no crimes with no rappers, n+gga, you know the verdict
they shot up troy maserati, i know that n+gga nervous
b+tch, i got the sh+t they hit rickey with, keep it in the ride
drop a forty+two seven+fifty on automatic drive
b+tches had to get checked, they neglect to respect a n+gga mind
treat a ho like andré 3000 ain’t f+ck with caroline
an undercover sat+rday lover, alex o’neal
i keep a chicken cluckin’, dope fiend fiendin’, f+ck it, my wheels on
a n+gga from the g’ with a foreign automobile
and county sheriffs and the feds wanna put me under the jail
had to back away from the scale, these snakes movin’ in tall grass
ball ’til i fall, never pass the ball with my bald ass
aaron hall f+ckin’ these hoes, don’t need no hall pass
straight drop right on the table and it was all glass (all glass)

[outro]
hahaha, yeah, n+gga
straight drop right on the table, it was all glass, walter white

uh
you got one part of that wrong
this (this) is not meth (is not meth)

- freddie gibbs the alchemist lyrics

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