Glow Up lyrics

I don't need no light in this bitch

This motherfucking ice on

You dig

What the young nigga say?

FTF

Free the real, fuck the fake

QC the motherfuckin' label

Diamonds on glow up, neck wrist froze up

Hit a lick and don't fold up, show out when we show up

Damn the stripper bad but I really like the waitress

I be itching for that money, got no patience

Bad bitches greet me at the door, ice come with the makers

Diamonds on me hella froze, neck look like a glacier

Damn she suck me out my soul but shit I still can't save her

Hustled up for what I want, no handouts or no favors

Diamonds on my neck and wrist, bitches on my balls

Rich niggas hella pissed, they want me to fall

Shooters that just can't resist, waiting on me to call

Nigga playing crazy 'til we pull up, put him on pause

I got some niggas that's fresh out the wall

They tote a shake but a strap what it's called

Post in the trap with the dank in my drawers

We got the silkiest chalk like [?]

I won't fuck if she easy

Feeding the fam, bitch we feasting

All of my odds turn to evens

I like 'em glassy and [?]

Pull up on opps, they get speechless

Diamonds on glow up, neck wrist froze up

Hit a lick and don't fold up, show out when we show up

Damn the stripper bad but I really like the waitress

I be itching for that money, got no patience

Bad bitches greet me at the door, ice come with the makers

Diamonds on me hella froze, neck look like a glacier

Damn she suck me out my soul but shit I still can't save her

Hustled up for what I want, no handouts or no favors

Sky's the limit and I see it so vivid

I get the pack, the ground I drill it

Niggas spend all they cash on bitches

Niggas be hustling backwards, silly

Before I fuck on her, put on a jimmy

Used to eat China Wall, now we in Beni's

You either trap or you take 'cause you stealing

We grew up hard, can't help but admit it

Too much love get you killed, 2Pac Makaveli

I can't help who I am, I can't help but sell it

We got guns, they never see us, I don't think they ready

You know all my diamonds real bitch and I'm authentic

Diamonds on glow up, neck wrist froze up

Hit a lick and don't fold up, show out when we show up

Damn the stripper bad but I really like the waitress

I be itching for that money, got no patience

Bad bitches greet me at the door, ice come with the makers

Diamonds on me hella froze, neck look like a glacier

Damn she suck me out my soul but shit I still can't save her

Hustled up for what I want, no handouts or no favors

• Artist:Kollision
• Album:Better Than Yesterday