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shy glizzy – first 48, pt. 2 lyrics

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[intro]
out the window
me and gizzle with them dracos, that’s not accidental
gg, back on that bullsh-t

[verse 1]
b-tch i’m high as f-ck, i just left the club
tried to put it on some n-gg-s but they had some luck
b-tches pullin’ up, smosh go get the truck
fish a ton up out the thirty, now they gotta duck
fat dog tried to run it, hangin’ out the windows
me and gizzle with them dracos, that’s not accidental
b-tch i’m monumental, and you not fundamental
stay surrounded by them shooters, malcom in the middle
b-tch you like my swag, b-tch come hit this dab
you can’t get no cash, better get some -ss
they can’t get no money, that’s why these n-gg-s mad
oof they lookin’ funny, can’t go get my bag
n-gg-s loony toony, b-tch my life a movie
df them my goonies, shoutout to lil moony
said you comin’ for me, you ain’t never do it
boy you f-ckin’ stupid, know i keep that uzi
30 30 30, shoot that b-tch like curry
now we playin’ dirty, we ain’t never worried
we ain’t never worried, phil pour up that dirty
told it’s emergency, n-gg-s gettin’ buried
patek cost a check, i iced out my neck
seven figure n-gg-, how he got the city like that
take no disrespect, glizzys on your set (gg)
boy you better have your dog or they gon’ make a mess

[interlude]
you was geekin’ too, haha
b-tch i’ll shoot a n-gg-, goo talkin’ ’bout, “shoot that n-gg- dawg!”
“shoot that n-gg-!”

[verse 2]
we the f-ckin’ murder team, come and clear the scene
sorry if we crush your dreams, martin luther king
that keltec it got a beam, do not intervene
n-gg-s too high off the lean, they lost they self-esteem
i’m head honcho in my city, i’m the f-cking king
n-gg-s ain’t really tryna get busy, what the f-ck you mean
i had a semi with a fifty, i was seventeen
baby come fly high with glizzy, give you f-cking wings
young street n-gg- with some money, went and bought some choppers
young street n-gg- with some money, i’ll knock off your roster
these n-gg-s can’t wait to drop a dime, they wanna see us locked up
these n-gg-s ain’t really got no time, they some godd-mn imposters
you see this b-tch with me so fine and she so f-ckin’ proper
i flew this b-tch all the way to dc just to f-ckin’ pop it
remember you was fighting them n-gg-s out there, i came through and stopped it
b-tch why is you askin’ me about my outfit? you ain’t gon’ f-ckin’ cop it
b-tch why is you askin’ me am i out here, you a f-ckin’ watcher?
b-tch cover your eyes, you might get blind here, see these f-cking watches?
little boy go get your own gun, this my f-cking rocket
out in la hittin’ home runs like i’m f-cking dodgin’
i don’t think you understand, my n-gg-s super wild
all my n-gg-s they been thugging since a juvenile
out here for a while, remember when they k!lled lil kow
forever tray-7, b-tch go ‘head and take a bow

[outro]
forever tray-7, b-tch go ‘head and take a bow
forever tray-7, b-tch forever tray-7
b-tch forever tray-7, b-tch go ‘head and take a bow
b-tch go ‘head and take a bow



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