GloRilla - Ex's (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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GloRilla - Ex's (en) Lyrics
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GloRilla
Man, people be mad and people be hurt
Don't be listenin' to shit these
folks got to say about me
Just come and see what's up with me
You see, know what I'm sayin'?
Like, people be real deal mad
My exes, my old friends,
all them hoes mad
Like, they ain't got shit
good to say about me
Like, know what I'm sayin'?
(Kokurcho keeps going)
Yeah, turn me up when you do the adlib
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes,
man, them niggas sad (They sick)
Might get 'em tatted on my face bеcause
them niggas dead (Rеst in piss)
Don't tell me nothin' 'bout
my old friends, man, them bitches
mad (They cut off)
If you don't see them with me
now, then you know where they
at (Go, they at the bottom)
Money talk but I don't answer,
fuck collect calls (Go,
go, go, fuck the system)
And I be steppin' on these bitches,
make they flesh crawl
(Let's get it, ooh-wee)
And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly
with my neck tall (Fuck 'em)
Then tell 'em throw that neck back
for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl
(Smurk, It's to die for)
All them hoes still mad at me, right
now they ass cooked (Man, what?)
Lyin' on me to get some views
on your page, you mad, sis?
Labels try to pay for fake relationships,
it's that rough?
Half you hoes be likin' hoes for real,
but we ain't gon' cut you off
I been through the mud, I been on
my own, I'm rare (I'm rare)
This the first person I cared about,
I'm goin' through phones now (Mwah)
Booka fucked both of my old hoes, they
fuckin' hate me now (Ask 'em)
I just start back makin' love
songs, I NDA 'em now (Can't
trust 'em, let's get it)
Ain't too rich to fuck my old hoes,
I make 'em pay me now (Pay me now)
Doodie whisper in my ear, "I
want GloRilla right now"
Then she lied now, I ain't the dada,
bitch, don't hide now (Weirdo)
Ain't no Wi-Fi, but Elon Musk,
I got you verified
I'm the type of nigga spit on her casket
at her repass (Go, go, tou)
Micro mini Drac' come from the closet,
look like Wee Man (Go, go)
Trench bitches, they don't care
'bout lashes, they want ski
masks (They want ski masks)
I just talked to Shiesty, I
got some killers round 'em,
ask him, yeah (On Moe)
This bitch said her nigga just
started drinkin', I had to tax
'em (Had to tax his ass)
Before I had a 'Cat, I had a rat bitch
in a Maxima (Skrr, skrr, skrr)
I damn near fucked up three relationships,
go and ask 'em (Go)
I just saved your ass (How?)
You just called DeDe a rapper,
he a killer, nigga
Might get 'em tatted on my face because
them niggas dead (Rest in piss)
If you don't see them with me
now, then you know where they
at (They at the bottom)
Money talk but I don't answer, fuck
collect calls (Fuck the system)
And I be steppin' on these bitches,
make they flesh crawl (Ooh-wee)
Then tell 'em throw that neck
back for this pussy, boy, this
Fentanyl (It's to die for)
Don't go off what that nigga
told you, boo, that nigga
hurtin' (He fucked up)
He post about me to this day but I don't
need to lurk (Nigga miss me)
He tried to take a dime for granted,
he ain't seen my work (Took a L)
You tryna see the good in him but he
might do you worse (Bitch, run)
Should I act up on a nigga who ain't
actin' right? (Why you do that?)
'Cause I be damned if a nigga make me
lose my appetite (Nah, fuck that)
And now my ex is dead to me, I
hit they candle light (Lee)
Drop one ho and added ten new more, this
shit some magic, right? (Yeah)
And if I ever fall in love again
that nigga rock (He different)
And I can tell if he a peon, let
that nigga talk (Just listen)
Better not hold no ho for ransom, let
that nigga go (Cut him loose)
You braggin' 'bout how you got
four but what that nigga bought?
(Stupid-ass nigga)
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