Glory Lyrics

Yeah
Go, go, Ballout

In a foreign goin' Need For Speed
And my eyes red 'cause I'm off that weed
Off that lean, 6 stars in my jeans
Bad bitch from Berlin
In LV spend 'bout 20 beans
Lift my wrist up, my ice on bling
Fuck nigga stand on my ice, get bang
We the Glory Team (Glory Gang)

We ain't never have our ice took
We ain't never ridin' strikers
Tank top on and I'm tatted like a biker
Jewlery on me, icy
Bet I can fuck your wifey
Lil niggas around me, I swear they so shiesty
Wanna hit licks?
Wanna take risk?
Wanna be a trap nigga with a foreign whip?
And money counter go beep-beep
And I'm in a trackhawk, call it fast Jeep
And I'm smokin' gas best from last week
And I'm countin' blue face not your cheese

In a foreign goin' Need For Speed
And my eyes red 'cause I'm off that weed
Off that lean, 6 stars in my jeans
Bad bitch from Berlin
In LV spend 'bout 20 beans
Lift my wrist up, my ice on bling
Fuck nigga stand on my ice, get bang
We the Glory Team (Glory Gang)