Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Glow Up , by - NAV. Song from the album RECKLESS, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: XO
Song language: English
Glow Up |
| Double G buckle tucked under my shirt |
| I taste Codeine when I burp |
| I bought a Bentley forgot it insured |
| You just so broke, boy you get on my nerves |
| What would I do if the music ain’t work? |
| If I turn my trap phone off will it still chirp? |
| I couldn’t tell nouns from a verb |
| But I could sell wings to a bird |
| I could sell tags to a shirt |
| Askin' me if you got tickets for sure |
| I don’t know, I’m not sure |
| You just got hit with the curve |
| I didn’t know that pill was yours |
| Said that she don’t got no boyfriend, but sure |
| I grabbed her ass, and she call me a perv |
| Open the legs, so I had to insert |
| Make my own beats, and I write my own words |
| Cash found a diamond, tucked under the dirt |
| I blew my third cheque in second in first |
| Now I stack up, pay my bills on the first |
| Me and body goin' half on the chicken |
| First we sell it, then we splittin' the difference |
| I don’t got no time to waste on no bitches |
| Cause I know that the sea got lots of fishes |
| Smokin' and stackin' and countin' up green |
| I think I need me a money machine |
| I heard some fuckboys are plottin' on me |
| Waist 30,.240 tucked in my jeans |
| Won’t forget when no one cared about me |
| Talkin' but they don’t know shit about me |
| Mad I’m the person they wanted to be |
| This ain’t the shit that they wanted to see, yeah |
| Now they lookin' at me |
| Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me |
| Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me |
| Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me |
| My money tall hunnids, blue like a Smurf |
| Neck full of water, it dripped on my shirt |
| Nobody fuckin' with XO for sure |
| Your label’s new artist is really a nerd |
| Suit my bitch up, yeah I bought her a fur |
| Shootin' shit up, better act like you heard |
| Before I tell, I’mma go to jail first |
| Drivin' on Xannies, I might hit the curb |
| Valentino on my shoes and my shirt |
| She ain’t want me back when I wanted her |
| I’m from the Rex, but the Southside my turf |
| Had to think twice when I ordered dessert |
| Now I order my homies the surf with the turf |
| Take a full addy, with a half perc |
| It’s the brown boy that made it happen first |
| Look at me zoomin' my Rari, skrt-skrt |
| Smokin' and stackin' and countin' up green |
| I think I need me a money machine |
| I heard some fuckboys are plottin' on me |
| Waist 30,.240 tucked in my jeans |
| Won’t forget when no one cared about me |
| Talkin' but they don’t know shit about me |
| Mad I’m the person they wanted to be |
| This ain’t the shit that they wanted to see, yeah |
| Now they lookin' at me |
| Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me |
| Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me |
| Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me |