"Glitch Again" lyrics
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, let's go
Kickin it with your bitch then I'm kickin her through the door
I done blocked her on the gram, but I'm hittin it on the low
Always gotta keep her close if you love the bitch the most I ain't
Playin with you there ain't really nothin to talk about
I swear to God it's hella rare to see me poppin out
But I gotta move smooth cause I'm poppin out
Call me chopped 'cause this chop stick walkin down
Picked a lemon from this tree and I made lemonade
Went from smokin on them buds to a Gelonade
Went from bein hella broke to bein hella paid
I remember going to school takin hella fades
Chopped beef in the mix like chopped cheese
You is beat around that bush with that pop tease
Got me crying like (sheeew) when he got cheese
Suckas always been broke then ain't got cheese
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, let's go
Kickin it with your bitch then I'm kickin her through the door
I done blocked her on the gram, but I'm hittin it on the low
Always gotta keep her close if you love the bitch the most I ain't
Talkin with you if it ain't about a dividend
2, 3, 5, times let's get it in
Up, down, left, right, I'ma glitch again
One night I ain't fuckin with that bitch again
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, let's go
Kickin it with your bitch then I'm kickin her through the door
I done blocked her on the gram, but I'm hittin it on the low
Always gotta keep her close if you love the bitch the most I ain't
Playin with you there ain't really nothin to talk about
I swear to God it's hella rare to see me poppin out
But I gotta move smooth cause I'm poppin out
Call me chopped 'cause this chop stick walkin down
Two players for these hoes no split screen
Put the flash on his face, that's a big beam
Outside movin me, with that dream team
I ain't never pop a perc, that's a green bean
TRX flyin, this a big body truck
Left him in the water cause he actin like a duck
I ain't lyin to that bitch, I was keepin it a buck
I was not tryna cuff, I was just tryna fuck
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, let's go
Kickin it with your bitch then I'm kickin her through the door
I done blocked her on the gram, but I'm hittin it on the low
Always gotta keep her close if you love the bitch the most I ain't
Playin with you there ain't really nothin to talk about
I swear to God it's hella rare to see me poppin out
But I gotta move smooth cause I'm poppin out
Call me chopped 'cause this chop stick walkin down
Kickin it with your bitch then I'm kickin her through the door
I done blocked her on the gram, but I'm hittin it on the low
Always gotta keep her close if you love the bitch the most I ain't
Playin with you there ain't really nothin to talk about
I swear to God it's hella rare to see me poppin out
But I gotta move smooth cause I'm poppin out
Call me chopped 'cause this chop stick walkin down
Picked a lemon from this tree and I made lemonade
Went from smokin on them buds to a Gelonade
Went from bein hella broke to bein hella paid
I remember going to school takin hella fades
Chopped beef in the mix like chopped cheese
You is beat around that bush with that pop tease
Got me crying like (sheeew) when he got cheese
Suckas always been broke then ain't got cheese
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, let's go
Kickin it with your bitch then I'm kickin her through the door
I done blocked her on the gram, but I'm hittin it on the low
Always gotta keep her close if you love the bitch the most I ain't
Talkin with you if it ain't about a dividend
2, 3, 5, times let's get it in
Up, down, left, right, I'ma glitch again
One night I ain't fuckin with that bitch again
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, let's go
Kickin it with your bitch then I'm kickin her through the door
I done blocked her on the gram, but I'm hittin it on the low
Always gotta keep her close if you love the bitch the most I ain't
Playin with you there ain't really nothin to talk about
I swear to God it's hella rare to see me poppin out
But I gotta move smooth cause I'm poppin out
Call me chopped 'cause this chop stick walkin down
Two players for these hoes no split screen
Put the flash on his face, that's a big beam
Outside movin me, with that dream team
I ain't never pop a perc, that's a green bean
TRX flyin, this a big body truck
Left him in the water cause he actin like a duck
I ain't lyin to that bitch, I was keepin it a buck
I was not tryna cuff, I was just tryna fuck
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, let's go
Kickin it with your bitch then I'm kickin her through the door
I done blocked her on the gram, but I'm hittin it on the low
Always gotta keep her close if you love the bitch the most I ain't
Playin with you there ain't really nothin to talk about
I swear to God it's hella rare to see me poppin out
But I gotta move smooth cause I'm poppin out
Call me chopped 'cause this chop stick walkin down
