lirik lagu thrilly - no question
d~mn gang gang
gang gang
dam glah glah
gang gang
gang gang gang like
gang gang
[hook: thrilly]
dam, my chop got no contestin’, my n~ggas moving like they golden state by the way that they shoot with aggression
she see me ballin, now she tryna f~ck, i said no, i ain’t reading the message
shoot first i ain’t asking no question
i see a opp, took that boy off the checklist
see a opp on the block, get dirty
glock on my side, go burry
that n~gga be acting like he really wit it, but i know that n~gga ain’t worthy
i got my glock in the party, we shooting and i got my opps in a hurry
glock make a n~gga get what, glock make a n~gga get st~rdy
[verse 1: glomandevo]
glock make a n~gga get st~rdy, f~ck it, glock make a n~gga go crazy
if getting money was a bad habit, n~gga f~ck it just call me steve lacy
if you come around, bettеr tuck your d~mn chain, cause we know that that sh~t is fugazi
sipping on wock got me lazy
f~ck it, wе bringing guns like the navy
we bringing guns like the army
sipping on purple like barney
n~gga said he put a price on my head, but i know that these n~ggas won’t harm me
i got a glock, but i’m keeping it tucked in the suit, b~tch i feel like steve harvey
we heard his music, that sh~t h~lla trash, n~gga needa start working at arby’s
[verse 2: thrilly]
dam! told him go make me a big mac
i walk around with a glock and a mac, you know that i’m keeping it mismatch
bow! we split his head like a kitkat
now a lil n~gga can’t get back
that n~gga love to talk hot on the net, so you know that we gave him a tictac
f~ck it, we make him sitback
brand new drak got kickback
make that bih go cl!ck clack
she tryna f~ck, she ain’t getting hit back
gems on my wrist, like thanos
he tried to show me his music, i’m changing the channel
shawty got back, no camel
we pull up to your block, n~gga we get it lit like a candle
[verse 3: glomandevo]
we get it lit, like a spliff
know we got glocks in this b~tch
if i’m in the party, you better beware n~gga i keep a glock on my hip
i’m high as f~ck, no hands on the wheel, but you know i’m still pushing the whip
and i don’t give a f~ck if that b~tch say she love me, i’mma still hit it and dip
we keep a pole on the strip, n~gga talk crazy we empty the clip
wok came in and i’m taking a sip, we catch a opp, make that boy do a flip
i’ve in new york, counting blues like a crip
number 9 jeans and they came with the rip
he tried to run fn make him slip
we put that boy in a zip
[hook: thrilly]
dam, my chop got no contestin’, my n~ggas moving like they golden state by the way that they shoot with aggression
she see me ballin, now she tryna f~ck, i said no, i ain’t reading the message
shoot first i ain’t asking no question
i see a opp, took that boy off the checklist
see a opp on the block, get dirty
glock on my side, go burry
that n~gga be acting like he really wit it, but i know that n~gga ain’t worthy
i got my glock in the party, we shooting and i got my opps in a hurry
glock make a n~gga get what, glock make a n~gga get st~rdy
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