Glo
​tragic
[Part 1]

[Intro]
(Swi-Swishrr beats, cash money shit)
Phew, phew, phew

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Pssh), yeah
I don't gotta front, last n***a try me
I swear that that shit was so tragic, pussy got put in my blunt
You know I been shootin' shit like I play for the [?]
You want smoke, you gon' get what he want
I got that semi on me, let that fuck n***a have it
We're East side, baby, this shit ain't no stunt
I'm kickin' shit with the gang like a punt
I count my racks up and go shoot on a cunt
I be rollin' up za, I ain't tryna get drunk, yeah, yeah
I fuck that bitch, throw an alley, my brodie go dumb, yeah, yeah
Play in this bitch then your whole damn ship get sunk, yeah, yeah

[Verse]
Fuck school, I just might drop out, I know I'ma flunk, yeah, yeah
She want Chanel, Chanel, she get what she want, yeah, yeah
You know I paid bail for [Phil?], I ride with that gun, yeah, yeah
I'ma send 'em to hell, to hell, he tried to go run, yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah (Pssh), yeah
I don't gotta front, last n***a try me
I swear that that shit was so tragic, pussy got put in my blunt
You know I been shootin' shit like I play for the [?]
You want smoke, you gon' get what he want
I got that semi on me, let that fuck n***a have it
We're East side, baby, this shit ain't no stunt
I'm kickin' shit with the gang like a punt
I count my racks up and go shoot on a cunt
I be rollin' up za, I ain't tryna get drunk, yeah, yeah
I fuck that bitch, throw an alley, my brodie go dumb, yeah, yeah
Play in this bitch then your whole damn ship get sunk, yeah, yeah

[Part 2]

[Chorus]
Yeah, ran my racks up two time
I get bread like Crouton (Swi-Swishrr beats)
So laid back just like Futon
Yeah, laid back in a Maybach, smokin' za, I swear I'm too high
Yeah, know you see the drip, the latest fashion got me too fly
Yeah, I ride with that stick, n***a, don't you test me 'fore I up fye
Yeah, bitch, I've been the goat, you already know this, ain't no surprise
Yeah, yeah, how the fuck my plug just ran out his supply?
Yeah, yeah, pussy ass n***a want smoke, he might just fucking die
Yeah, yeah, get my nut and leave, I don't even say fuckin' bye
Yeah, yeah, I can make a hit, I don't even gotta fuckin' try
Yeah, yeah
[Verse]
You said you was gon' slide? N***a, we was just in NY
Yeah, yeah, I seen n***as was weird so I had to cut my ties
Yeah, yeah, screamin', "Free my dog," he locked up doin' fuckin' time
Yeah, yeah, we took ten of y'all, y'all only took two of mine
Yeah, yeah, how many hoes I got? I only got two in mind
Yeah, what you gon' do with that mind?
My n***as shoot like CoD
I put that shit on God, yeah
Got a bitch doin' fraud, yeah
I'm tryna fuck on that broad, yeah
New Gen' came with a mod, yeah
I'm ridin' around with my squad, yeah
All of these n***as just hide, yeah
I'm getting high, what the fuck, yeah
I'm just tryna get by, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, ran my racks up two times
I get bread like Crouton
So laid back just like Futon
Yeah, laid back in a Maybach, smokin' za, I swear I'm too high
Yeah, know you see the drip, the latest fashion got me too fly
Yeah, I ride with that stick, n***a, don't you test me 'fore I up fye
Yeah, bitch, I've been the goat, you already know this, ain't no surprise
Yeah, yeah, how the fuck my plug just ran out his supply?
Yeah, yeah, pussy ass n***a want smoke, he might just fucking die
Yeah, yeah, get my nut and leave, I don't even say fuckin' bye
Yeah, yeah, I can make a hit, I don't even gotta fuckin' try
Yeah, yeah