Glo Bottles

Yah, yah, yah
I just went and hit the bank
Keep a ratchet like I’m clank
Walking round with them thangs
Don’t move, don’t blink
Lil’ bitch what you think?

New shit everyday
New whip everyday
I do this everyday
Make hits everyday
New bitch everyday

How much can you take?
New band new cake
I can’t hear what you say
Bring the bottles my way

Rosè, dussé
My work day a vacay
Get the fuck out of my face
New phone, who dis?
New cheque, who dis?
These bitches my kids

My hitters don’t miss
Shoot a nigga in his ribs
Walk in the club with a stick
Leaving the club with your bitch

Glo bottle my shit, you can tell I’m hit
Glo bottle my shit, watch me get lit bitch
Glo bottle my shit, you can tell I’m lit bitch
Glo bottle my shit, you can tell I’m hit

Yah, yah!
At the table with my set, drank the bottle by myself
I don’t split it with my man, they don’t gotta chip in
In the club I’m lit, glo bottle, my shit
Leave the club hotel, og whatchu smell
Run shit like le’veon bell

Getting money, can’t you tell?
Moving slow like a snail, my hitters give you hell
Go to jail, post bail
Making plays, odell
Finessed you, oh well?
Only thing I need is them to

Glo bottle my shit, you can tell I’m hit
Glo bottle my shit, watch me get lit bitch
Glo bottle my shit, you can tell I’m lit bitch
Glo bottle my shit, you can tell I’m hit

Yah, yah
So, you get it, I get it
Bitch if I walk up in the motherfucking club
And you ain’t got my motherfucking glo bottles ready for me
Bitch I’m gonna smack the shit out of you
Bitch I need my motherfucking glo bottles up
In my motherfucking section, on time, on point!
Fuck is you talking about lil’ ho?

Don’t be late with my motherfucking glo bottle ho
You better have the bitch ready for me
At the motherfucking door, bitch!
Fuck you talking bout out here?

Glo bottle my shit, you can tell I’m hit
Glo bottle my shit, watch me get lit bitch
Glo bottle my shit, you can tell I’m lit bitch
Glo bottle my shit, you can tell I’m hit