Glacier Boy - LIT - Solo Version Lyrics

(Yung Blacck cook me up)
All of my niggas be chasin the bag
Bad bitch, poppin no tags
Head on bro, we clash
Enough with the head now, I wanna smash
Bad bitch, pull up on me
Just like TYE I'll make her spazz
Why you tryna fuck w me, when you already had your chance?
Got in on lock (I got it on lock)
If I got on me, it's hid in my sock
Smokin' a lot (I'm smokin' a lot)
Chasin the paper I go to the top
Sippin' on wok (I'm sippin' on wok)
Niggas be jealous cause I took their spot
I run it up on a regular, niggas are jealous and they tryna get me to stop
Shawty bad (Shawty bad)
I'm gon' fuck it up if you gimme a chance
Understand (Understand)
I keep it real, I cannot pretend, yeah let's go
Hop in this bitch we lit, give no fuck and shit
Boy we pop and shit
Only codeine in my cup, my blood is purple bitch
I don't care bout that shit
He a hoe, I ain't like that bitch
His girl put me on go, what you know?
I'm gon' fuck his bitch
Only flex to fucken lead the way
All these niggas lost
Imma be a rich nigga by any cost, put that on God
Imma get the bag and make em spazz, I gotta take a chance
Hop in this bitch we lit
Me and my niggas we at it
Leaving all these niggas static
I got me a main and I got me a side
Which one do I lose? I cannot decide
When you first meet me, I'm such a nice guy
But fuck with my family, you surely gon' die
Ask anybody, they know not to try
Ooh shawty bad, I think imma slide
I remember when these niggas were hatin
Just because we pull up like Bonnie and Clyde
Talkin my shit, I go harder than a bitch
Nigga I know I'm the shit
Look at my wrist, Michael Kors lil bitch
You know that I keep it lit
Man fuck it, this is not up for discussion
My nigga's choppa got percussion
Might as well push the button
He up to something
Fuck w him, get a concussion, on God
Hop in this bitch we lit, give no fuck and shit
Boy we pop and shit
Only codeine in my cup, my blood is purple bitch
I don't care bout that shit
He a hoe, I ain't like that bitch
His girl put me on go, what you know?
I'm gon' fuck his bitch
Only flex to fucken lead the way
All these niggas lost
Imma be a rich nigga by any cost, put that on God
Imma get the bag and make em spazz, I gotta take a chance
Hop in this bitch we lit
Me and my niggas we at it
Leaving all these niggas static

(Yung Blacck cook me up)
All of my niggas be chasin the bag
Bad bitch, poppin no tags
Head on bro, we clash
Enough with the head now, I wanna smash
Bad bitch, pull up on me
Just like TYE I'll make her spazz
Why you tryna fuck w me, when you already had your chance?
Got in on lock (I got it on lock)
If I got on me, it's hid in my sock
Smokin' a lot (I'm smokin' a lot)
Chasin the paper I go to the top
Sippin' on wok (I'm sippin' on wok)
Niggas be jealous cause I took their spot
I run it up on a regular, niggas are jealous and they tryna get me to stop
Shawty bad (Shawty bad)
I'm gon' fuck it up if you gimme a chance
Understand (Understand)
I keep it real, I cannot pretend, yeah let's go
Hop in this bitch we lit, give no fuck and shit
Boy we pop and shit
Only codeine in my cup, my blood is purple bitch
I don't care bout that shit
He a hoe, I ain't like that bitch
His girl put me on go, what you know?
I'm gon' fuck his bitch
Only flex to fucken lead the way
All these niggas lost
Imma be a rich nigga by any cost, put that on God
Imma get the bag and make em spazz, I gotta take a chance
Hop in this bitch we lit
Me and my niggas we at it
Leaving all these niggas static
I got me a main and I got me a side
Which one do I lose? I cannot decide
When you first meet me, I'm such a nice guy
But fuck with my family, you surely gon' die
Ask anybody, they know not to try
Ooh shawty bad, I think imma slide
I remember when these niggas were hatin
Just because we pull up like Bonnie and Clyde
Talkin my shit, I go harder than a bitch
Nigga I know I'm the shit
Look at my wrist, Michael Kors lil bitch
You know that I keep it lit
Man fuck it, this is not up for discussion
My nigga's choppa got percussion
Might as well push the button
He up to something
Fuck w him, get a concussion, on God
Hop in this bitch we lit, give no fuck and shit
Boy we pop and shit
Only codeine in my cup, my blood is purple bitch
I don't care bout that shit
He a hoe, I ain't like that bitch
His girl put me on go, what you know?
I'm gon' fuck his bitch
Only flex to fucken lead the way
All these niggas lost
Imma be a rich nigga by any cost, put that on God
Imma get the bag and make em spazz, I gotta take a chance
Hop in this bitch we lit
Me and my niggas we at it
Leaving all these niggas static