c*cky lyrics

Ooo Got damn Got Damn

[Chorus]
Glizzy Gang we full of killers and robbers
My young n*ggas pull up with chop pas and mobb ya
f*ck tha police cuz I know that they watching
I think Im the man I don’t know why I’m so c*cky
Im so c*cky Im so c*cky
Im so c*cky Im so c*cky
Im so c*cky Im so c*cky
I think Im the man I don’t know why I’m so c*cky

[Verse 1]
Can someone please tell me how I get so c*cky
Is it cuz of my mother is it cuz my papi
I be with some n*ggas that like to do robberies
n*ggas get mad when they ask what I’m chargin
I pull up and murda the scene my side piece
We up in the audi we got on italian
I buy her balmain she call it bal-mah
She don’t f*ck with lames you lil n*ggas childish
I stunt on these n*ggas, I make sure it hurts
GG official, we don’t f*ck with scurds
Im leanin im leanin im sippin em up?
Im a thug, young n*gga stay fresh like doug
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
They hate on our crew, it won’t get you far
Just face it my n*gga, this n*gga’s a star
Pockets on kareem Abdul Jabar
You fronton then sorry we pulling your cards
If it ain't about paper, then sorry don’t care
Im justa hood n*gga in Hood by Air
These vv.’s don’t mistake for claires
They see you no look they see me and stare
The sh*t that i be on these n*ggas don’t be on it
They see me on it then they try to get on it
My money is a piling I think I sit on it
Im toting the glizzy this b*tch got the di*k on it

[Chorus]