Glo
​starring host (bonus)
[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm going ghost
I can't fuck with fan hoes 'cause they do the most
N***as internet beef, talking through a post
These rap n***as guests to me, I'm the staring host
Swear, I hate a lame n***a tryna fuck up motion
I put dick inside her spine, she wet like the ocean
See you with another guy, fuck with my emotions
Put my wrist up to the air, you see that it's frozen
Put my chain up to the air, you see that it's golden
Feel like I was destined for this shit, yeah, I'm the chosen
When I drop a tape I tell 'em, "Watch out for explosion"
Really popped a Perc', I told him it was Ibuprofеn
Hella demons in me, bitch, I need to lеt my soul cleanse
I would go and live the tour, but I ain't got no friends
Tell the DJ, "Cut the track," 'cause they won't let my pole in

[Verse]
She wan' come hang with the gang, okay, then fuck my bros then
Le' go, le' go, oh, you like za? Let's smoke then
Oh, you like za, I got straight packs to bag, what 'Wood we smoking?
G5 stuffed inside my jeans, that .30 round keep poking
Get that bag by any means
Got True Religion on my Denim
Catch an opp, he with his bitch, I don't give no fuck, she get shot with him
Yeah, bounty on his head, I tell my dogs to go and sick 'em
Dumbass thinking with yo' dick, hit up this bitch and she went tricked him
All he showed you was support and yo' dumbass had went and dissed him
[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm going ghost
I can't fuck with fan hoes 'cause they do the most
N***as internet beef, talking through a post
These rap n***as guests to me, I'm the staring host
Swear, I hate a lame n***a tryna fuck up motion
I put dick inside her spine, she wet like the ocean
See you with another guy, fuck with my emotions
Put my wrist up to the air, you see that it's frozen
Put my chain up to the air, you see that it's golden
Feel like I was destined for this shit, yeah, I'm the chosen
When I drop a tape I tell 'em, "Watch out for explosion"
Really popped a Perc', I told him it was Ibuprofen
Hella demons in me, bitch, I need to let my soul cleanse
I would go and live the tour, but I ain't got no friends
Tell the DJ, "Cut the track," 'cause they won't let my pole in