Karaoké Hollon GloRilla

Ho, you must not know what you just started

Me and my bitches go gnarly

Give a fuck about this party

We gon' step on shit regardless

Get my goonies, swipe that bitch and I dispute the charges

Makin' music, beatin' on bitches

I be really marchin'

I got hands for a ho

I get bands for a show

He want chance after chance after chance, nigga, no

I keep sayin' free Lil Four

Do my dance on them folks

If it's up, it's goin' down soon as I land on them folks

I-I-I-I-I do what I want

I'm pressure

Don't follow the rules, I'm rebel

I stand out, bitch, I'm special

I'm a stand up bitch like Kevin

You a bum-ass bitch, you messy

Don't start with me bitch, I'm petty

Line any bitch up, I'm ready

I don't pick and choose it's up with whoever

All my, all my diamonds cert'

And all these members certi' too

Smilin' at my nigga

Knock out all your thirty-two

C Eight doors open up for me

Hear the engine vroom

Switch to sport

I got somewhere to be, lil' baby

I'm important

Glock nineteen it came with a drum yeah, that's my favorite gun

Asked if he my only nigga

I said no, but you my favorite one

Yeah, rare-ass bitch nigga, I'm one of one

Nah, I can't make you mines but I can make you cum

Freak up in the sheets, in them streets, baby, I'm a thug

I just threw ten-thousand something ones in this fuckin' club

I'm poppin' it so hard 'cos I ain't used to shit

These niggas ain't got no type they want a stupid bitch