GloRilla - GMFU lyrics

Yeah, you bitches got me fucked up, fucked up
(With they weak ass)
They know they got Glorilla fucked up
(Fuck you mean)
Ayy, Carter (What's up?)
What's up with it, B (Hah)
(Macaroni made it)
Then what?

Money, head, clothes and bags
Heard we got some bitches mad
Took her ho, take your man
If I pop my shit, nigga pop them bands
Got me fucked up, got me fucked up
And they let us in the party
They done fucked up
Posted like a thug that got a
Mug like I was stuck up
Don't fear none of you bitches
Better know you gettin' touched up
Thinkin' that we soft, lil'
Bitch gon' fuck around
Get roughed up
Carbon in the party, got the carbine
That bitch tucked up
Got that loud smoke that'll make
A nigga hush up
Blow it in his face and tell
A nigga ass to puff up

They know they got me fucked up
Please don't get me pumped up
Unless the money talkin'
Tell them bitches shut the fuck up
Ho, we know you soft
So why the fuck you actin' tough for?
Turn you to a lick
He brung him up like when he lucked up
And we on that turnt shit
Hit the club, we turnt
Bitch
Flexin' 'cause I want
Just because I earned it
Playin' with this fire, you gon'
Fuck around, get burnt
Bitch
Chopper got a dick, don't fuck around
And let that sperm hit
Bitch
I ain't never been fucked with
But I'll make a nigga bust quick
I ain't the bitch you wanna fuck with
Just come see what's up with it
Yeah, come try your luck, bitch
Fuck around, get drug
And your nigga that you trust, bitch
I got him right here on the fuck shit
I thought he was in love, bitch
Put Gorilla Glue on him, now
He on stuck shit
Goddamn
Yeah, you bitches got me fucked up
You niggas got me fucked up too
Don't come for me, lil' bitch
If I didn't motherfuckin' send for you
Gang 'nem get to ridin' like
Gorillas in the fuckin' zoo
Pull up with that action like
Glorilla in the fuckin' coupe

Money, head, clothes and bags
Heard we got some bitches mad
Took her ho, take your man
If I pop my shit, nigga pop them bands
Got me fucked up, got me fucked up
And they let us in the party
They done fucked up
Posted like a thug that got a
Mug like I was stuck up
Don't fear none of you bitches
Better know you gettin' touched up
Thinkin' that we soft, lil'
Bitch gon' fuck around
Get roughed up
Carbon in the party, got the carbine
That bitch tucked up
Got that loud smoke that'll make
A nigga hush up
Blow it in his face and tell
A nigga ass to puff up

Got a PSA for all you hoes who discuss me
Slime never hidin'
So I guess I'm where the opps be
Never lackin' artillery
I'm where the Glocks be
Choppa Gang clean up crew, so, bitch
I'm where the mops be
You a peon, lil' bitch
You don't want no smoke
Don't like none of you bitches
So watch your approach
Quick to clean up your nose
Keep Glo on my side and
She rockin' that roll
Body bags and toe tags
We'll do his ass really bad
White chalk and yellow tape
Choppa Gang gon' close the case
No evidence, a cold case
Scope the scene and play it safe
Mask up and don't show your
Face, bitch ever play
She gon' lay
Broke bitches look pissy
They throwin' some shots and
They constantly missing
Take off an arm if I feel like she reachin'
Ho
See me and you bitches speakin', ayy
Got Glocks for opps (Got me fucked up)
CG hit your block (You get touched up)
This shit'll get messy (Ho)
7.62, these lil' bitches, they deadly (Brrt)
Left the scene in a stretcher
He play, so I bless him
Shout out to Dev, my young nigga, he reckless
I'm totin' a carbine, lil' bitch
Don't you test me
Come get your nigga the fuck out my messages

Money, head, clothes and bags
Heard we got some bitches mad
Took her ho, take your man
If I pop my shit, nigga pop them bands
Got me fucked up, got me fucked up
And they let us in the party
They done fucked up
Posted like a thug that got a
Mug like I was stuck up
Don't fear none of you bitches
Better know you gettin' touched up
Thinkin' that we soft, lil'
Bitch gon' fuck around
Get roughed up
Carbon in the party, got the carbine
That bitch tucked up
Got that loud smoke that'll make
A nigga hush up
Blow it in his face and tell
A nigga ass to puff up

Glorilla
Y'all know what the fuck goin' on
Y'all got me fucked up, for real, though
You bitches, you niggas
All y'all got me fucked up
Fuck wrong with a nigga ass?