Yeah Glo! Lyrics – GloRilla

Yeah Glo! Lyrics by GloRilla is brand new song sung by GloRilla and music of this latest song is given by B100, Go Grizzly, Squat Beats, Lil Ronnie. Yeah Glo! song lyrics are also penned down by GloRilla, B100, Go Grizzly, Squat Beats, Lil Ronnie, London Jae.


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Song: Yeah Glo!
Singer: GloRilla
Music: B100, Go Grizzly, Squat Beats, Lil Ronnie
Lyrics: GloRilla, B100, Go Grizzly, Squat Beats, Lil Ronnie, London Jae
Album: Ehhthang Ehhthang (2024)

Yeah Glo! Lyrics

GloRilla (B100)
Go Grizz
On the gang, gang
On the gang, gang
Woo

Yeah, run up on big Glo, you won’t, I bet your a$$ be on the floor
Big carbon hit like Mayweather, Tula come through and bow a ho
Got millions out that rap sh!t, they hate a b!tch, but they stole the flow
Got backend after backend comin’, f*ck ’em, I stole the show
Don’t run up on that b!tch, she a headcase, all she do is shoot
I signed my deal up on a PJ and hopped out a parachute
I’m geeked, don’t ask me ’bout no more features, I might just stare at you
I’m geeked, don’t ask me ’bout no more features, I might embarra$$ you

(Yeah, Glo) Stomp a lil’ pu$$y ho with some shell toes
(Yeah, Glo) Slappin’ rap b!tches and makin’ bail, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Two-tone Cartier match the nails, ho
(Yeah, Glo) No competition, these b!tches stale, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Cuban on Cuban, my sh!t in layers, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Say they get money, but I can’t tell, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Keep runnin’ circles around these snail hoes
(Yeah, Glo) And my sh!t bumpin’ up in the jail, ho
On the gang

Big Glo, where you been at? Mane, everywhere, I’m workin’ hard
Maybach and G-Wagon trucks, got M&M’s in my garage
Quick to crank up on a ho, you b!tches better not get me started
Locked in with the gangstas and players, my folks gon’ keep it solid
Everything I got on new, it look like I got renovated (Ayy)
I’m cocky, b!tch, when I was just humble they didn’t appreciate it (f*ck ’em)
Young wealthy and ratchet, I’m the hood b!tches’ motivation (Stamped it)
On top of the world now, they tried to underestimate me (Haha)
(Get ’em, Glo) Them b!tches fraudulent, you know you the truth
(Get ’em, Glo) Stop overthinkin’, these hoes can’t f*ck with you (Period)
(Get ’em, Glo) Standin’ on business in these Chanel shoes
Before I let a ho play with me, I’ll go eat some jail food, on gang

(Yeah, Glo) Stomp a lil’ pu$$y ho with some shell toes
(Yeah, Glo) Slappin’ rap b!tches and makin’ bail, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Two-tone Cartier match the nails, ho
(Yeah, Glo) No competition, these b!tches stale, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Cuban on Cuban, my sh!t in layers, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Say they get money, but I can’t tell, ho
(Yeah, Glo) Keep runnin’ circles around these snail hoes
(Yeah, Glo) And my sh!t bumpin’ up in the jail, ho
On the gang

Yeah, Glo
Yeah, Glo

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