Unknown T - GLEE lyrics

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Unknown T - GLEE lyrics

[Intro: Unknown T and Digga D] (N1 got the sauce, baby) Mh-hm Glee, Glee Grr (R14) [Hook: Digga D] We been in the streets If you run up on me Then I'm uppin' my glee Glee, glee, glee, glee Glee, Glee [Verse 1: Unknown T & Digga D] Listen Always run from the glee cah we been in the streets We went from motives to studio, chillin' I got no tan in a week The bells come tun cah we glee on repeat Grip a dusty one so they all look stunned cah my leng ting sweet She heard mans cuffed pretty gyal wan' jeet (Yo) sh*t shame that my heart gon' freeze [Verse 2: Digga D] Speak with your chest, I'll rip it open Fill up the barrel and smoke him Must've thought I was joking when I said don't get comfy and G-G—G****** 4 or more wanna hold him Don't assault him, soak him If you don't poke him, I'll poke him Tek way his contract quick and revoke him [Verse 3: Unknown T & Digga D] See the TSG got my bloodstream runnin' Warrant to kick that drum in They ain't found sh*t but of course we're bunning DI teams tryna do blue clues on us, ain't that cute? Thought we ain't on nothin' The rambz untucked and the kickback stunning No chit chat I rap, just splatter The opps love talk like their wounds need numbing (Yo) [Verse 4: Digga D] Whatever the weather bro, I ain't too bothered The G lock that we got is a 19 Spread this virus, I'm calling it COVID I'm whipping the flake 'til its solid The dotty I got make me walk with a hunch Slap one leave the crime scene horrid Heard a bang, I won't throw in a punch Point blank hit dookie on his forehead [Chorus: Digga D] We been in the streets If you run up on me Then I'm uppin' my glee Glee, glee, glee, glee Glee, Glee [Verse 5: Unknown T & Digga D] Listen, rock with the ZK, still tryna ZK Pop off your block, fu*k a leg day Nothing got touched but they’re still tryna get way New Glocks, new blocks Wanna beat on my block? Let’s press play See, it’s mad how them man fall off like segways I see a man bored up, get tek way Helicopters in the air, plus ready Told bro “Don’t beat off a dum-dum” Free up the whole pompey Hit the magmum, we make the wap go Glee, glee Told my babes don’t chat Hold the glee, lowkey Vlone, we can eat home Come to my new ensuite Your views on chatting She might get Hack or a LV Chanel plus waps, to boost up man’s CV Gyal your cheap, bone sweet, every gyal love glee Ain’t a leng toy, them boy run and retreat Watch the Rolex plate or the gyal ain’t cheap Stop the cap, we’ve been in the streets [Chorus: Digga D] We been in the streets If you run up on me Then I'm uppin' my glee Glee, glee, glee, glee Glee, Glee [Outro: Digga D] Glee, glee, glee, glee Glee, glee, glee, glee

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