GloRilla - Whatchu Know About Me ft. Sexyy Red

[Intro: GloRilla]
GloRilla
It's Glo the motherfuckin' P, y'all know what the fuck goin' on (AceC, turn that heat up, nigga)
(Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh) On gang, gang
(Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh) On gang, gang

[Verse 1: GloRilla]
Bitch, I'm from Memphis, what you know about me?
Big G-L-O in that GLE (Ugh, ugh)
Fifty thousand, new Chanel shopping spree
And every time I pop it out, you know I A-T-E (Ayy, ayy)
I'm that bitch, ho, get like me
You know it's YWR, big CMG (Wipe me down)
Small niggas, tall niggas, long paper, no small figures
Fifty bitches, all pretty, and we all litty (On gang)

[Pre-Chorus: GloRilla]
I'm wearin' booty shorts (Bow) 'Cause my paper long (On God)
It's a Friday night (What's up?), my nigga ain't at home (Let's go)
I pour my bitches shots (Uh-huh) 'cause I don't drink alone (Hell no)
I'm outside again (Let's get it) 'cause bitch I hate at home (The fuck?)

[Chorus: GloRilla]
It's giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
It's giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
On God

[Verse 2: Sexyy Red]
S-E-X-Y-Y-R-E-D
You play with me, I put a pole in your teeth (Grrr, bow)
I-I-I'm with my peoples, and we comin' fifty deep
Ye ain't know I was a hitta 'cause I'm always lookin' fleek (Ah, ah)
C-C-Cash out new ball, AMG
Outside bubble gum with some bloody red seat (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Vroom
I-I like ratchet bitches twerkin' to the beat (Yeah)
If you hear this song playin', shake that ass for Glo and me (Bow, bow, bow, bow)

[Pre-Chorus: GloRilla]
I'm wearin' booty shorts (Bow) 'Cause my paper long (On God)
It's a Friday night (What's up?), my nigga ain't at home (Let's go)
I pour my bitches shots (Uh-huh) 'cause I don't drink alone (Hell nah)
I'm outside again (Let's get it) 'cause bitch I hate at home (The fuck?)

[Chorus: GloRilla]
It's giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
It's giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)

[Verse 3: GloRilla]
Coochie drive 'em crazy, CDC
He a dog for the pussy, and you know I got the treat
Private entry through the club, fuck a fee
A bitch play with gang tonight, her face going on a tee (Buh, buh)
Bad bitch, you know I'm thick as Coachella
You won't never catch me slippin', I ain't no fuckin' Cinderella, stupid bitch
Glo the P, and the P stand for poppin'
Neck on faucet, do my dance on them bitches since they watchin'

[Pre-Chorus: GloRilla]
I'm wearin' booty shorts (Bow) 'Cause my paper long (On God)
It's a Friday night (What's up?), my nigga ain't at home (Let's go)
I pour my bitches shots (Uh-huh) 'cause I don't drink alone (Hell no)
I'm outside again (Let's get it) 'cause bitch I hate at home (The fuck?)

[Chorus: GloRilla]
It's giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
It's giving hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)
Hair, face, ass, titties (Woo, aye, ugh, yeah)