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GloRilla
Man, people be mad and people be hurt
Don´t be listenin´ to shit these folks got to say about me
Just come and see what´s up with me

You see, know what I´m sayin´?
Like, people be real deal mad
My exes, my old friends, all them hoes mad
Like, they ain´t got shit good to say about me
Like, know what I´m sayin´?
(Kokurcho keeps going)
Yeah, turn me up when you do the adlib

Don´t tell me nothin´ ´bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sad)
Might get ´em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in piss)
Don´t tell me nothin´ ´bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (They cut off)
If you don´t see them with me now, then you know where they at (The bottom)
Money talk, but I don´t answer, fuck collect calls (Fuck the system)

And I be steppin´ on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (Ooh-wee)
Then I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (Fuck ´em)
Then tell ´em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl (It´s to die for)

Don´t go off what that nigga told you, boo, that nigga hurt (He fucked up)
He post about me to this day, but I don´t even lurk (Nigga miss me)
He tried to take a dime for granted, he ain´t see my worth (Took an L)
You tryna see the good in him, but he might do you worse (Bitch, run)
Shit, I act up on a nigga who ain´t actin´ right (Why you do that?)
´Cause I´ll be damned a nigga make me lose my appetite (Nah, fuck that)

And all my exes dead to me, I hit they candlelight (Wee)
Drop a ho and added ten new more, that shit some magic, right? (Yeah)
And if I ever fall in love again, that nigga raw (He different)
And I can tell if he a peon, let that nigga talk (Just listen)
Better not hold no ho for ransom, let that nigga go (Cut him loose)
You braggin´ ´bout how you got fucked, but what that nigga bought? (Stupid-ass bitch)

Don´t tell me nothin´ ´bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sad)
Might get ´em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in piss)
Don´t tell me nothin´ ´bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (They cut off)

If you don´t see them with me now, then you know where they at (The bottom)
Money talk, but I don´t answer, fuck collect calls (Fuck the system)
And I be steppin´ on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (Ooh-wee)
Then I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (Fuck ´em)
Then tell ´em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl (It´s to die for)

Talkin´ ´bout you don´t eat no pussy, man, you niggas gay (Eat dick)
Niggas that don´t eat no pussy really in the way (Move over)
Back in the day, I always felt sorry for Anna Mae
But now I´ll slap the shit out of a nigga he don´t eat the cake (Fuck out of here, lil´ bruh)

Hittin´ the gas when I be ridin´ it, I don´t use no brakes (Damn)
But he just threw that thirty back and now I need a break (God damn)
He tryna prove a point to me because I made him wait (For real)
Thought that boy was finna slow out, but that shit was great (That´s how you feel?)
Yeah, I´m talkin´ ´bout your BD, man, that nigga ate (Woo)
She be sayin´ that he ain´t shit, to me, that nigga straight (He really cool)
I´m outside, she probably thinkin´ I´ma take her place (I might)
And when she found out it was me, I wish I seen her face (On the gang)

Don´t tell me nothin´ ´bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sad)

Might get ´em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in piss)
Don´t tell me nothin´ ´bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (They cut off)
If you don´t see them with me now, then you know where they at (The bottom)
Money talk, but I don´t answer, fuck collect calls (Fuck the system)
And I be steppin´ on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (Ooh-wee)
Then I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (Fuck ´em)
Then tell ´em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl (It´s to die for)