Gladys Knight lyrics

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[Intro]
Monsta gon tear it up

[Pre-Chorus: Reese Laflare]
Bad b*tch, that's a money fetish
She drive stick, Yeah, that's automatic
Stormin' through the night like I'm Gladys, yuh
That ain't liquir, that just Actavis
f*ck a wedding ring, I'm on my savage sh*t
She rolling plays, yeah she on her madden sh*t
f*cked her, now she calling me, your majesty
Fist full of racks, I blow it, magic city

[Chorus: 5:AM]
I got bad b*tches all up in my face
But I'm just chillin', tell them hoes I need my space
I just want to cop a Rari then a wraith
Throw the money, put the molly in her face
I got bad b*tches all up in my face
But I'm just chillin', tell them hoes I need my space
I just want to cop a Rari then a wraith
Throw the money, put the molly in her face

[Verse 1: 5:AM]
I got bad b*tches all up in my face
They be beggin' for Supreme and some BAPE
They be beggin' for a ride and a wraith
I'm an artist, gotta let me paint your face
Shorty love smokin' dope, I got an eight, a yeah
I ain't never have to f*ck cuz she was taken, a yeah
Walkin' siren, creepers lookin' like the matrix, a yeah
b*tch I'm ballin' used to dip in these savings, a yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Reese Laflare]
Bad b*tch, that's a money fetish
She drive stick, Yeah, that's automatic
Stormin' through the night like I'm Gladys, yuh
That ain't liquor, that just Actavis
f*ck a wedding ring, I'm on my savage sh*t
She rolling plays, yeah she on her madden sh*t
f*cked her, now she calling me, your majesty
Fist full of racks, I blow it, magic city

[Chorus: 5:AM]
I got bad b*tches all up in my face
But I'm just chillin', tell them hoes I need my space
I just want to cop a Rari then a wraith
Throw the money, put the molly in her face
I got bad b*tches all up in my face
But I'm just chillin', tell them hoes I need my space
I just want to cop a Rari then a wraith
Throw the money, put the molly in her face

[Verse 2: Marty Baller]
Hello
Couple b*tches in that, know they wanna play
They ain't f*ckin then they f*ckin get replaced
She can tell by my diamonds, I got taste
She can tell by the Goyard on my waste
Little b*tch you ain't gettin' to my safe
For my money, I'mma go and catch a case
Got me high right now, on a eight
In Atlanta and I'm smokin' to the face

[Bridge: Marty Baller]
With a bag and know I gotta chase
All these hoes wanna get up in my place
They talkin' sh*t but they don't say it to my face
That Desert Eagle, it'll put em in their place

[Pre-Chorus: Reese Laflare]
Bad b*tch, that's a money fetish
She drive stick, Yeah, that's automatic
Stormin' through the night like I'm Gladys, yuh
That ain't liquor, that just Actavis
f*ck a wedding ring, I'm on my savage sh*t
She rolling plays, yeah she on her madden sh*t
f*cked her, now she calling me, your majesty
Fist full of racks, I blow it, magic city

[Chorus: 5:AM]
I got bad b*tches all up in my face
But I'm just chillin', tell them hoes I need my space
I just want to cop a Rari then a wraith
Throw the money, put the molly in her face
I got bad b*tches all up in my face
But I'm just chillin', tell them hoes I need my space
I just want to cop a Rari then a wraith
Throw the money, put the molly in her face
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