Unknown T, Digga D - GLEE lyrics

(N1 got the sauce, baby) mh hm
Glee, Glee grr
(R14)

We been in the streets if you run up on me
Then I'm uppin' my glee
Glee,  glee, glee, glee glee, Glee

Listen always run from the glee cah we
Been in the streets
We went from motives to studio
Chillin' I got no tan in a week
The bells come tun cah we glee on repeat
Grip a dusty one so they all look
Stunned cah my leng ting sweet
She heard mans cuffed pretty gyal wan' jeet
(Yo) shit shame that my heart gon' freeze

Speak with your chest, I'll rip it open
Fill up the barrel and smoke him
Must've thought I was joking when I said
Don't get comfy and G-G G
4 or more wanna hold him
Don't assault him, soak him
If you don't poke him, I'll poke him
Tek way his contract quick and revoke him

See the TSG got my bloodstream runnin'
Warrant to kick that drum in
They ain't found shit but
Of course we're bunning
DI teams tryna do blue clues on us
Ain't that cute? Thought we ain't on nothin'
The rambz untucked and the kickback stunning
No chit chat I rap, just splatter
The opps love talk like
Their wounds need numbing (Yo)

Whatever the weather bro
I ain't too bothered
The G lock that we got is a 19
Spread this virus, I'm calling it COVID
I'm whipping the flake 'til it's solid
The dotty I got make me walk with a hunch
Slap one leave the crime scene horrid
Heard a bang, I won't throw in a punch
Point blank hit dookie on his forehead

We been in the streets if you run up on me
Then I'm uppin' my glee
Glee, glee, glee, glee glee, Glee

Listen, rock with the ZK, still tryna ZK
Pop off your block, fuck a leg day
Nothing got touched but they’re
Still tryna get way new Glocks, new blocks
Wanna beat on my block? Let’s press play
See, it’s mad how them man
Fall off like segways
I see a man bored up, get tek way
Helicopters in the air, plus red tape
Told bro "Don’t beat off a dum dum"
Free up the whole pompey
Hit the magmum, we make the wap go
Glee, glee told my babes don’t chat
Hold the glee, lowkey vlone, we can eat home
Come to my new ensuite
Your views on chatting
She might get Hack or a new LV
Chanel plus waps, to boost up man’s CV
Gyal your cheap, bone sweet
Every gyal love glee
Ain’t a leng toy, them boy run and retreat
Watch the Rolex plate or the gyal ain’t cheap
Stop the cap, we’ve been in the streets

We been in the streets if you run up on me
Then I'm uppin' my glee
Glee, glee, glee, glee glee, Glee

Glee, glee, glee, glee
Glee, glee, glee, glee