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glisten - exotic lyrics

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[intro]
skressin’
aye, yeah
yeah yeah, yeah

[chorus: glisten]
off them percocets so i don’t feel a thing now
wake up in the morning tryna live my dreams out
these n-gg-s be cappin’, it ain’t what it seems now
i was born to fly, they see i got my wings now
take off on them n-gg-s, they see me on screens now
i just got a glizzy, that b-tch hold like thirty rounds
playin’ with the kid, that’s gon’ get you knocked down
and i smoke exotic, yeah, it come right out the pound

[verse 1: glisten]
playin’ with the gang, that ain’t wise
mask on, we gon’ slide tonight
and we don’t really like to fight
’cause we pushin’ up with them pipes, yeah
sh-t around my neck look like an ice tray
spent a couple hundred on a [?]
heard your n-gg- broke, he never gettin’ paid
i can teach her how to double up because i’m paid

[verse 2: yeat]
aye, sure i’m wearin’ two three ways, how to catch a [?]
yeah, it’s me and glisten, don’t you listen, b-tch i know you fake
yeah i’m sippin’ red, i put that inside my lemonade
big, big cash, and racks on me long way
it’s real, real hundreds in advance so i tell ’em somethin’
real, real problems in my rent, i don’t wanna talk for nothin’
you don’t know me or my gang, so why you talkin’ to me?
cd & dg on me you know, it’s like the guap with me
she get that side of me, yeah yeah
she make me feel like [?], yeah, yeah
you workin’ so d-mn hard for me, yeah, yeah
but i buy her some [?], yeah, yeah
it’s peanut b-tter and [?] on my coupe
sippin’ straight red out of my blue
i got ’em wrong, i don’t think nothing is new
aight, shout out my jeweler ’cause he done p-ssed all my jewels, yeah

[chorus: glisten]
off them percocets so i don’t feel a thing now
wake up in the morning tryna live my dreams out
these n-gg-s be cappin’, it ain’t what it seems now
i was born to fly, they see i got my wings now
take off on them n-gg-s, they see me on screens now
i just got a glizzy, that b-tch hold like thirty rounds
playin’ with the kid, that’s gon’ get you knocked down
and i smoke exotic, yeah, it come right out the pound



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