Glide Drexler - Chris Travis

Yeah, I feel like Glide Drexler

Do it on my street, yeah

Diamonds in my necklace

I don’t need to flex, but

Pull up in a Tesla

I don’t need to say, but

Cops pull me over

They just need the pay card

Bitch can’t get over

You can’t fuck me over

Pull her to your crib though

Knocking out the boulder

All my hitters closer

Yeah we movin' closer

Hit it to the money

I don’t even know her

Boy, you is a poser

Yeah I mean a poser

Me up on a posters

Lookin' like a loader

Yeah, I’ve been a smoker

Fidgin' like some hoster

She don’t wanna show her

Cause you can’t control her

I don’t even know you

How the fuck you know me

All up in a kool aid

Bitch, back up off of me

You giving me anxiety

Fuckin' with the robberies

You gon' end up high (bitch)

You gon' end up high bitch

But I’m ridin' with the five

Got that bitch and she gettin' freaky

VVS’s and you know they blinkin'

Can’t be with no dumb bitch

All I know is run shit

Fallin' side Water World

All we know is flush shit

Boy, you is a druggie

Please don’t claim you’re hustlin'

Fifty hoes I’m bustin'

Like it’s nothin'