Mori Briscoe – Glitch Lyrics
Artist: Mori Briscoe
Song: Glitch
She wanna party I tell her pull up with ya’-
I’m tryna’ f#ck with the both of ’em
Twin go f#ck with the older one
He a geeked up boy he gon’ f#ck with the sober one
When I step in the spot n#gg#s shook
They just tappin’ they friends like look
If a opp drop the rake in the party
Click in his face now he on a book
But I’m tryna run, break it, and she tryna’ quake, shake it
Wants me in the sheet can’t take it
Hand on my pants, she gettin’ impatient
Shorty quick, tryna’ hurry, like took it off the dirty
Jah blessed, gettin’ sturdy, we from Brooklyn but soundin’ likе Jersey
If you drop on a woo you my cousin’
Spot a opp, we gon’ sеnd him a dozen
Beam on him, so why is he runnin
When I’m off the drank I be glitchin and buggin
Ayo Jah! [Yo G’s?] Let em know they ain’t f#ckin with me
In the party, we comin in deep
Put on my music now she tryna’ tweak
Tryna’ beat up the cake no fumble
Ain’t my b#tch I ain’t buying no buckets
Leg up, boy know I’m on the, for the opp Ima’ hang out the
Bullets live and they shooting like twitch
Spot a opp and I’m sending like six
We be taking they b#tches, they sick
If you in the spot, I want you to glitch
Glitch, glitch, glitch, keep glitchin’
Spot a opp, and you know he a victim
Ejects, it’s just me and twinnem [x2]
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