Glowee (feat. Baby Yoppa)

Rollie on my wrist, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
Glowee with the drip, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
Rollie on my wrist, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
Glowee with the drip, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
[Verse 1]
Since I was a youngin’ I was fit, they like “Now he style”
Since I was a youngin’ I would flip, they like “Now he wild”
Rappin’, spittin’ Backwood splittin’, lighting up the loudy loud
Oh my fucking Jesus, look at Crew though on a thou-y thou
Give no fuck I’m poppin’ off
Dippin’ cause the shotty off
Acting like a stripper booty
Looking nice and probably soft
That’s why these niggas is robbing y’all
Ain’t nobody gonna stop me, dog
District, you know that we mobbing, dog
Send RIP up to Prodigy, dog
[Chorus]
Rollie on my wrist, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
Glowee with the drip, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
Rollie on my wrist, yеah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
Glowee with the drip, yeah yеah
(Ay ohhh...)

[Verse 2]
Got the gang iced out, teeth and we frozen
Rollies on our wrist with the gang and we glowing
Trappin’ everyday, got them fos of Faygo pouring
Your choppa get to singing while my choppa fucking roaring
Talk with a stick, come with a kick
Choppa been cooling, walk with a drip
Neck so froze, you just fold
Bands sealed tight, wrist so cold
Gang be dripping, trouble be kicking
Stand far back ‘cuz the beam straight hitting
Hold up, I ain’t even done yet
Talking with sticks, 100 round clips
Pockets so fat, blues won’t fit
Walking in style, walk with drip
Squeezing Glocks, hollow tips
Gang be packing, you just lacking
10 toes down, these choppas blasting
Whips be crashing, drip so splashing
Walk on water, Jesus blasting
[Chorus]
Rollie on my wrist, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
Glowee with the drip, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
Rollie on my wrist, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)
Glowee with the drip, yeah yeah
(Ay ohhh...)