GloRilla - Blessed Lyrics
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GloRilla
Woo, hey
On the gang, on the, on the gang
He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be fucked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie if you want lil' buddy back you gotta tell me please (gotta, please)
Money long, check (check), pussy good, check (let's go)
Momma straight, check (hey), right now I'm feelin' blessed
Right now I'm on they ass and I don't plan lettin' up (fuck 'em)
We probably wouldn't be poppin' shit if nobody was mad at us (ah)
Rather give the people hope, it's pointless to be givin' fucks
Cuban round my neck
Look like my opps when they be linkin' up ('cause they pissy)
Ayy, I'm in Cali now, now I'm in NYC
On the way to MIA (where you from?) But I'm from Tennessee
Livin' in the suburbs now, I still got ratchet tendencies (on the gang)
I'm juiced up now they throwin' shots, I still be drinking Hennessy (oowee)
My yellow bumpin' ass, I'm feelin' like a speed bump (ayy)
All these labels watchin', lookin' at me like I need her
My cousin in a toxic situation, need to free her
See me at the top, a ho can't pay me shit to meet up (on the gang)
Bills paid, check (let's go), edges slayed? Check (yeah)
Bitches hatin'? Yup, do it faze me? Uh-uh
Pussy clean? Yup, you shop on Shein? Yup
They makin' memes (hahaha), on the gang
He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be fucked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie if you want lil' buddy back you gotta tell me please (gotta, please)
Money long, check (check), pussy good, check (let's go)
Momma straight, check (hey), right now I'm feelin' blessed
She got ninety-nine problems, I can solve everyone (yup)
She got nine to ten niggas, I may rob everyone
I'ma north nigga, rep them three numbers, 901 (Memphis)
And I'm paranoid, I ain't goin' nowhere without a gun (I am)
When I tell a ho that blicky extendo stickin' out her purse (purse)
And she know I fucked her friend but we tryna make that shit work
And we both come from the bottom (bottom), matchin' AP's, rockin' Prada
I may let her count a couple million dollars, get that pussy wet (beep)
Nigga, you a gangster on the internet (Twitter)
Ninety-nine opps but where yo' shooters at? (What y'all shootin' at?)
I got ninety-nine soldiers and I can feed everyone
All the guys that got a bond, I freed everyone
I got five or six homes, I got ten or twelve cars
I ain't trickin' to no bitch before I take care my niggas behind bars
She say I'm thinkin' wit' my dick, I guess I'm thinkin' really hard (hard)
'Cause I'll give a bitch a check before I give a ho my heart (yeah, on the gang)
He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be fucked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie if you want lil' buddy back you gotta tell me please (gotta, please)
Money long, check (check), pussy good, check (let's go)
Momma straight, check (hey), right now I'm feelin' blessed
(Right now I'm feelin' blessed)
Woo, hey
On the gang, on the, on the gang
He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be fucked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie if you want lil' buddy back you gotta tell me please (gotta, please)
Money long, check (check), pussy good, check (let's go)
Momma straight, check (hey), right now I'm feelin' blessed
Right now I'm on they ass and I don't plan lettin' up (fuck 'em)
We probably wouldn't be poppin' shit if nobody was mad at us (ah)
Rather give the people hope, it's pointless to be givin' fucks
Cuban round my neck
Look like my opps when they be linkin' up ('cause they pissy)
Ayy, I'm in Cali now, now I'm in NYC
On the way to MIA (where you from?) But I'm from Tennessee
Livin' in the suburbs now, I still got ratchet tendencies (on the gang)
I'm juiced up now they throwin' shots, I still be drinking Hennessy (oowee)
My yellow bumpin' ass, I'm feelin' like a speed bump (ayy)
All these labels watchin', lookin' at me like I need her
My cousin in a toxic situation, need to free her
See me at the top, a ho can't pay me shit to meet up (on the gang)
Bills paid, check (let's go), edges slayed? Check (yeah)
Bitches hatin'? Yup, do it faze me? Uh-uh
Pussy clean? Yup, you shop on Shein? Yup
They makin' memes (hahaha), on the gang
He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be fucked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie if you want lil' buddy back you gotta tell me please (gotta, please)
Money long, check (check), pussy good, check (let's go)
Momma straight, check (hey), right now I'm feelin' blessed
She got ninety-nine problems, I can solve everyone (yup)
She got nine to ten niggas, I may rob everyone
I'ma north nigga, rep them three numbers, 901 (Memphis)
And I'm paranoid, I ain't goin' nowhere without a gun (I am)
When I tell a ho that blicky extendo stickin' out her purse (purse)
And she know I fucked her friend but we tryna make that shit work
And we both come from the bottom (bottom), matchin' AP's, rockin' Prada
I may let her count a couple million dollars, get that pussy wet (beep)
Nigga, you a gangster on the internet (Twitter)
Ninety-nine opps but where yo' shooters at? (What y'all shootin' at?)
I got ninety-nine soldiers and I can feed everyone
All the guys that got a bond, I freed everyone
I got five or six homes, I got ten or twelve cars
I ain't trickin' to no bitch before I take care my niggas behind bars
She say I'm thinkin' wit' my dick, I guess I'm thinkin' really hard (hard)
'Cause I'll give a bitch a check before I give a ho my heart (yeah, on the gang)
He got ninety-nine problems and the biggest one is me (yup)
He got all of these lil' bitches and the biggest one is me (yup)
Keep a mug up on my face, I know they tryna get the tea
I don't be fucked up 'bout nothin' 'cause I be smokin' weed
It's cool to have a man but that ain't somethin' I need
And sweetie if you want lil' buddy back you gotta tell me please (gotta, please)
Money long, check (check), pussy good, check (let's go)
Momma straight, check (hey), right now I'm feelin' blessed
(Right now I'm feelin' blessed)
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Published By: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written By: Antonio Anderson Jr, Gloria Woods, Mario Mims