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All Glass

Freddie Gibbs, The Alchemist

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Yeah, yeah Steppin' on this shit, slidin' on that shit Praise the Lord, baby Yeah, money in the church pot Your nephew work for me, got bundles in his church socks Big bunny rabbit, I drop a package, my youngins down to slide Shot up your Escalade, I bought 'em all, Playstation 5 They hold you for three days if you a suspect for a recent murder You get released if they don't find a witness or the burner Guess that's why Chapo dug the tunnel and smoked all the workers Namu Myoho Renge Kyo, my coca do the Tina Turner Kyrie Irving, Uncle Fred had his strap to the head Better get that boy to the doctor before them bullets spread Hit that nigga twice, he was leakin', but is he dead or not? Followed him to the hospital, shoot it out in the parking lot My nuts dropped, first I got money and then the power Bitch I'm in this shit, like Burberry shirts at baby showers Shot these kids on her face, give yo' wifey a baby shower East side is the army, go get you a navy tower, what's up, bitch? 'Caine train, nigga, I'ma keep this shit movin', fuck it 'Caine, let's go (haha, yo) Yeezy's on, but I ain't never seen a Sunday service They dealin' with some Afghani gangsters made a purchase Don't do no crimes with no rappers, nigga, you know the verdict They shot up Troy Maserati, I know that nigga nervous Bitch, I got the shit they hit Rickey with, keep it in the ride Drop a forty-two seven-fifty on automatic drive Bitches had to get checked, they neglect to respect a nigga mind Treat a ho like Andre 3000 ain't fuck with Caroline An undercover Saturday lover, Alex O'Neal I keep a chicken cluckin', dope fiend fiendin', fuck it, my wheels on A nigga from the G' with a foreign automobile And county sheriffs and the feds wanna put me under the jail Had to back away from the scale, these snakes movin' in tall grass Ball 'til I fall, never pass the ball with my bald ass Aaron Hall fuckin' these hoes, don't need no hall pass Straight drop right on the table and it was all glass (all glass) Hahaha, yeah, nigga Straight drop right on the table, it was all glass, walked away Uh You got one part of that wrong This (this) is not meth (is not meth) --- All Glass - Freddie Gibbs

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Daniel Alan Maman, Freddie Gibbs

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May 29, 2020

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