Lil Glo - Digital Dash Lyrics

Backpack Boys

I do it by myself, I don't need no butler
If i don't got a Glock, then you know imma cut him
I'm the coach of the team and you know imma cut him
He was hooping, ain't getting no buckets
Yeah i took that niggas pack, I was broke so f*ck it
If i see you in the streets, (It's) on site, don't duck it
These niggas want twitter discussions
I load pistol then bust it
I snuck the gun through the function
If you ain't getting money you lunching
Break the funnel down, I crunch it
I don't put my cash in a scrunchie
Bitch, I'm in the field in hunting
And I turn nothing into something
And you know I'll kill for my cousin, bang

I be in the Dale with my brothers
I be in the Dale getting buckets
I had to quit the lean so I dumped it
I dont pop the seal on the 'Tussin
Send my lil nigga to come touch you
I be in the field Jay Cutler
I be with the beef McDouble
I put up my heat then I scuffle

Its Lil Glo
You know how the f*ck we rocking man
Like cut off stockings man, keep kush in my pocket man

Backpack Boys, I stay with my gang
In love with guns so I stay in the range
AR-15 .223 it go bang
Glock 26 I can hit you close range
I f*cked your bitch boy you know you a lame
Boy you ain't Glo you should stay in your lane
Smoking on pressure, I'm smoking propane
I get the pack and it came by a plane
You get the cash and go get you a chain
I hit a lick then I split it with gang
I need an M, I ain't talking about Maine
Zara my jeans, I ain't rocking Balmain
Marino my tee, and I'm rocking Margiela
Gotta Glo Up boy you gotta do better
Bitch you a bird I can tell by your feathers
Look at my shit you can tell i do better
Rocking Supreme, I ain't rocking the Kenzo
Ride with the pint in an uber and rentals
I'm a big dog and the trap is the kennel
Ruth's Chris steakhouse eating continental
Drinking too much lean i been sleep for a minute
Heard the feds doing sweeps, took the lean then i hid
Get the pints for the cheap, I don't need no prescription
Needa be a referee cuz you know im official