Shy Glizzy, G Herbo - Real Members lyrics
G Herbo [Herbert Wright III] Chicago, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Shy Glizzy, G Herbo - Real Members lyrics]
(It's Nell on the beat, nigga) boss
Young Jefe, holmes let's go
I just bought another vehicle
With the frog eyes
I don't really fuck with niggas
They ain't from our side
You know I'm a real member
Bitch I got mob ties
Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys
Could you hog tied
Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time
Told her, it's time to hang it up, yeah
Like a clothes line
Fuck her, she tell me "Don't stop
" I guess it's go time
I'm gon and run it down on your with the 45
Ballin' 'til like twenty-three
Say she wanna stunt with me
Give a lil' sample
I can't get this bitch from under me
Don't let nobody tell you
You can't be whatever you wanna be
I wanna be a nine figure nigga
And I'm gonna be scream that girl
Promise you they gon' remember me
I know some bomb ass twins
Way down in Tennessee
Bitch I'm really him, I was all my enemies
She blew with the wind
Couldn't let her kill my energy
Say what's poppin' dawg?
Better watch how you poppin' off
I'm with the gang
We got the switches on them Glocks and stuff
I love the gang because they
Always get the cops involved
Now I'm in Malibu
With baddies playin' volley ball
I just bought another vehicle
With the frog eyes
I don't really fuck with niggas
They ain't from our side
You know I'm a real member
Bitch I got mob ties
Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys
Could you hog tied
Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time
Told her, it's time to hang it up, yeah
Like a clothes line
Fuck her, she tell me "Don't stop
" I guess it's go time
I'm gon and run it down on your with the 45
I'm gon' die a real nigga (You know that)
I don't tell no lies (No)
And I still tote 45's
Fuck the opps from both sides
Thinking 'bout my shooter now
Know if I hit your line, talkin' war
You gon' slide (Come on)
Fuck it, lead that dope life (Skrr)
Feds all on my bro line
Sayin' he got a coke line
But I'm doin' shows now
Made a M like four times
Fuck around bein' in that Lamb
In that Rolls now
White, yellow, gold, and rose now
You should be like Herbo
He stay ten toes down we cut no slack
So pussies' gettin' exposed now (Fuck nigga)
I'm gettin' proposition
The labels gave me control now
And now we are dope
So ain't no explanation if you told
I can't fuck with you 'cause you fold
The shit and I'm a soldier
I thought I told you, nigga
I just bought another vehicle
With the frog eyes
I don't really fuck with niggas
They ain't from our side
You know I'm a real member
Bitch I got mob ties
Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys
Could you hog tied
Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time
Told her, it's time to hang it up, yeah
Like a clothes line
Fuck her, she tell me "Don't stop
" I guess it's go time
I'm gon and run it down on your with the 45
Young Jefe, holmes let's go
I just bought another vehicle
With the frog eyes
I don't really fuck with niggas
They ain't from our side
You know I'm a real member
Bitch I got mob ties
Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys
Could you hog tied
Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time
Told her, it's time to hang it up, yeah
Like a clothes line
Fuck her, she tell me "Don't stop
" I guess it's go time
I'm gon and run it down on your with the 45
Ballin' 'til like twenty-three
Say she wanna stunt with me
Give a lil' sample
I can't get this bitch from under me
Don't let nobody tell you
You can't be whatever you wanna be
I wanna be a nine figure nigga
And I'm gonna be scream that girl
Promise you they gon' remember me
I know some bomb ass twins
Way down in Tennessee
Bitch I'm really him, I was all my enemies
She blew with the wind
Couldn't let her kill my energy
Say what's poppin' dawg?
Better watch how you poppin' off
I'm with the gang
We got the switches on them Glocks and stuff
I love the gang because they
Always get the cops involved
Now I'm in Malibu
With baddies playin' volley ball
I just bought another vehicle
With the frog eyes
I don't really fuck with niggas
They ain't from our side
You know I'm a real member
Bitch I got mob ties
Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys
Could you hog tied
Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time
Told her, it's time to hang it up, yeah
Like a clothes line
Fuck her, she tell me "Don't stop
" I guess it's go time
I'm gon and run it down on your with the 45
I'm gon' die a real nigga (You know that)
I don't tell no lies (No)
And I still tote 45's
Fuck the opps from both sides
Thinking 'bout my shooter now
Know if I hit your line, talkin' war
You gon' slide (Come on)
Fuck it, lead that dope life (Skrr)
Feds all on my bro line
Sayin' he got a coke line
But I'm doin' shows now
Made a M like four times
Fuck around bein' in that Lamb
In that Rolls now
White, yellow, gold, and rose now
You should be like Herbo
He stay ten toes down we cut no slack
So pussies' gettin' exposed now (Fuck nigga)
I'm gettin' proposition
The labels gave me control now
And now we are dope
So ain't no explanation if you told
I can't fuck with you 'cause you fold
The shit and I'm a soldier
I thought I told you, nigga
I just bought another vehicle
With the frog eyes
I don't really fuck with niggas
They ain't from our side
You know I'm a real member
Bitch I got mob ties
Leader of them fuckin' Glizzys
Could you hog tied
Ooh lil' momma so fine, she hang with no time
Told her, it's time to hang it up, yeah
Like a clothes line
Fuck her, she tell me "Don't stop
" I guess it's go time
I'm gon and run it down on your with the 45