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glockboyz teejaee - who is you lyrics

[intro: glockboyz teejaee]
n+gga

[verse 1: glockboyz teejaee]
in the motherf+cking coupe
i don’t talk to broke hoes, baby girl, who is you?
i pull up and count my money, then pull off, throw my deuce
that’s a thousand+dollar cup, baby, please don’t spill my juice (yeah, yeah, yeah)
she like, “you be playing with that money”, i’m like, “right”
i’m like, “yeah, you ever seen me out had glock? we don’t fight”
my new b+tch just dropped a benz, them the type of hoes i like
i mix lean up with the sprite, she drink d’ussé with the ice
you can’t sign me for no petty monеy
how everybody with you broke? what, you scarеd of money?
i can’t be f+cking n+ggas’ hoes without getting head from ’em
my young n+gga, he ride with switch, he on the run, the feds want him

[chorus: glockboyz teejaee]
it’s a lifestyle
i heard the opps was in the party, i’m coming right now
ayy, why you screaming like you ’bout it? n+gga, pipe down
n+gga, right now, that pistol in the party, on my mama, don’t get shot down
my young n+ggas screaming, “woo”, i got blues like big u
i don’t bang, but i’ll leave your ass in blood, piru
driving fast in the fast lane, it’s a charger, not a coupe
these hoes be knowing who i am, they’d probably be asking who is you?
[verse 2: onfully]
in that motherf+cking coupe (shee)
onfully with a switch’ll leave you with a missing roof (shee)
pistol spitting when it’s talking like it got a missing tooth (shee)
i done f+cked a b+tch five times, you know that was your boo (shee)
in the hills i relax, gave her the tip, drive a [?] (shee)
me and teejaee catching two goofies, know that ain’t no match
if you want a list, i for sure could get you stretched (shee)
lil’ bro stumping on your ass like he was a fret (shee)
you gotta deal with the [?], charged up (shee)
that pistol on me, i’m equipped, they can’t harm us
f+ck a b+tch for twenty minutes, then i pass her up
seen a fiend standing on his pivot when he shooting up

[instrumental break]
[chorus: glockboyz teejaee]
it’s a lifestyle
i heard the opps was in the party, i’m coming right now
ayy, why you screaming like you ’bout it? n+gga, pipe down
n+gga, right now, that pistol in the party, on my mama, don’t get shot down
my young n+ggas screaming, “woo”, i got blues like big u
i don’t bang, but i’ll leave your ass in blood, piru
driving fast in the fast lane, it’s a charger, not a coupe
these hoes be knowing who i am, they’d probably be asking who is you?

- glockboyz teejaee lyrics

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