Gl!zzy - GEEKR Lyrics

Trap doing numbers, f*ck it boy yea we up next
Everyday i wake up, no i don't got no regrets
Bitch i stand on what i said, imma die bout my respect, yea
Racks stacked up, too much in pocket it won't fold
Real ones stamped in the streets ain't dying bout no hoe
The gang like the mafia. they always on go
Do not ask me how i make my money, bitch i don't know (shhh)
(bitch i don't know)
Pray to god 12 don't pull me over
Nah, we never sober
Try to rob me, you gon need a 4 leaf clover
All my ice on north dakota
Big ass trucks and Range Rovers
Switches on the glock, so yall better not try nun
Looking for a bitch that i need, i can not find one
Always talking bout some shit you do, you do not slide once
Remember growing up my momma caught me with my 9 once
(imma die bout my respect, die about it)
(imma die bout my respect, die about it)
(imma die bout my respect)
(imma die bout my respect)
Trap doing numbers, f*ck it boy yea we up next
Everyday i wake up, no i don't got no regrets
Bitch i stand on what i said, imma die bout my respect, yea
(imma die bout my respect, die about it)
(imma die bout my respect, die about it)
(imma die bout my respect)
(imma die bout my respect)