Shawny Binladen, Big Yaya - Brand new lyrics

Huh, that glocky on a panel
That glocky on a-
Huh, that glocky on a panel that glocky-
Huh, my glocky on a panel that glocky-
My glocky on a-

Huh, that glocky on a panel
All my oppers died then I
Had to change the channel
Can't chase that hoe she ran through
Click that G and then dismantle
Your drank too clean, that's shampoo
I'm twistin', feel like
I like her toes, I brought her Dior sandles
New opper died, light a candle
Uh, bitch I hit his noodles
Ooh that's Campbell's
My pockets like a camel
You ain't Grinchin' so we banned you
I stop and popped, I got no handles
My bitch said I can't stand you
You out here actin' brand new

My team, it be on them birds fly from Cancun
New opp died with a bamboo
Servin' ass rat like a baboon
This good food, you get a sample
Crossed plug down, broke his ankles
Mix the dead opps with the sprinkles
My life style'll motivate you
When you Grinchin' out, they hate you
Want the smoke, nah, he a
Got a white fiend named Rachel
Now the hoes ask "can I taste you?"
He a demon, G turn him angel
You ain't make enough, it ain't change you
Yellow mami, and she know her angles
Got the trap locked, Kurt Angle
Gotta meet white boy
Told 'em not money can save you
Bro that's not wock, they played you
I'm Grinched up, my label
Got good syrup, that maple
All this paper, damn I need a staple
This pack's good, might daze you
Me and AP tap Staples
Im pourin' purple and grape juice
Got a Spanish plug, call him Jésus

Huh, that glocky on a panel
All my oppers died then I
Had to change the channel
Can't chase that hoe she ran through
Click that G and then dismantle
Your drank too clean, that's shampoo
I'm twistin', feel like
I like her toes, I brought her Dior sandles
New opper died, light a candle
Uh, bitch I hit his noodles
Ooh that's Campbell's
My pockets like a camel
You ain't Grinchin' so we banned you
I stop and popped, I got no handles
My bitch said I can't stand you
You out here actin' brand new