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glo - i dont exist lyrics

[chorus]
hit my phone, i won’t respond, just act like i don’t exist (won’t respond)
know i be on my f+cking grind, can’t be stressing ’bout no b+tch (on my grind)
no, i got paper on my mind (on my mind)
this new choppa came with tits
like stevie wonder, n+ggas blind when i’m sliding with no tittie (blind)
that hollow tip rip through his spine (spine)
shoot his whip, won’t care who in it
i’ma get rich or go out trying (go out trying)
shoot a shoot this, like cole bennet
first class, i be flying (i be flying)
[know the za will?] ease the tension
got fat ass in them jeans (in them jeans)
i’m tryna get this lil’ ho digits
fat racks in my margias (margias)
count up guap, i count up chicken
in a scatpack, and it’s green (scrrt)
tell the truth ’cause ho, you tripping (scrrt, scrrt, green)
i can’t give you no d+mn ring (no d+mn ring)

[verse]
doublе cup, i pour up, sippin’
this sh+t got me in a dream
brought my chick inside a rеhab, “he say, he can’t put down lean” (put down lean)
he can’t put down lean, double cup his soda, turn him to a fien
this new g+lock got beam (got beam)
f+ck yo’ squad, yeah, f+ck yo’ team (f+ck yo’ team)
girl, don’t ask me what we is, like what you mean? (what you mean?)
i told you what it is, ain’t what it seem (what it seem)
you know how i pop my sh+t, i do my thing
don’t get poked, boy, see my tote, boy?
swear these n+ggas ho, boy (ho, boy)
designer clothes on, it’s not the same, yeah (not the same yeah)
n+gga, i don’t stay strong, i put in straight pain, yeah (pain, yeah)
say this sh+t every song (pain, yeah), i put fire to flame, yeah (fire to flame, yeah)
(fire to flame, yeah)
[chorus]
hit my phone, i won’t respond, just act like i don’t exist (won’t respond)
know i be on my f+cking grind, can’t be stressing ’bout no b+tch (on my grind)
no, i got paper on my mind (on my mind)
this new choppa came with tits
like stevie wonder, n+ggas blind when i’m sliding with no tittie (blind)
that hollow tip rip through his spine (spine)
shoot his whip, won’t care who in it
i’ma get rich or go out trying (go out trying)
shoot a shoot this, like cole bennet
first class, i be flying (i be flying)
[know the za will?] ease the tension
got fat ass in them jeans (in them jeans)
i’m tryna get this lil’ ho digits
fat racks in my margias (margias)
count up guap, i count up chicken
in a scatpack, and it’s green (green)
tell the truth ’cause ho, you tripping
i can’t give you no d+mn ring (no d+mn ring)

[outro]
no d+mn ring (g+glory)

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