GloRilla – Wanna Be Lyrics

 

GloRilla – Wanna Be Lyrics 

feat. Megan Thee Stallion

He in love wit Glo never got da cookie but got my name tatted

Killer where?

Don't know who he killed, I heard dat mane ratted

Never full, when it's time to eat I be his main platter

NYC

New York Fashion Week

Tommy Hill jacket

Tell these hoes to stay dangerous 'cause they don't wan none of they niggas safe (Nah)

My nigga say he faithful, I still got a few hoes just in case (Got too)

I can't lie I use to simp so hard but them my old ways

It's three-hunnid-sixty-fix days in a year, couldn't play with me on none of them days

Fucking ass freaky nigga

Don't even wear no condoms

Don't know how to treat a lady

I oughta smack yo' momma

Pussy wet, good ass neck

So I talk how I wanna

Save a nigga who bitch, do I look like fucking Superwoman?

On the gang

He don't wanna be saved, don't save him

That is not my nigga, don't claim him

'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded

White boy wasted

Channing Tatum

He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him

He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it

Hoe

I don't get left, I'm a leaver

Hoes love me like Justin Beiber

I'm the B-A-D-D-E-S-T

Same hoes hating used to want to be besties

You can get your wig turned like Effie

I don't need an insurance 'cause is bitch can't wreck me

Ready

Ooh and I'm coming like Freddy

I'm Mother

And you know my trick is yo daddy

Clock that tea

Bitch, catch it

You look like a discount me on Etsy

I'm the female titan, I'm stepping on bitches, I'm showing my titties, I tore up the city

A P-I-M-P

I be hoeing these niggas

He run back to me 'cause you boring a nigga

Fuck is a layover?

I ain't waiting

I get the bag then I change destinations

These niggas be crazy

I don't blame 'em

I'm a dog too, I don't wanna change him

He don't wanna he saved, don't save him

That is not my nigga, don't claim him

'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded

White boy wasted

Channing Tatum

I don't wanna be saved, don't save me

You for everybody, nigga, don't claim me

Hate a nigga tryna tell me what to do

You ain't my daddy, I am not your baby

He don't wanna be saved, don't save him

That is not my nigga, don't claim him

'Bout twenty missed calls, he faded

White boy wasted

Channing Tatum

He don't wanna be kept, don't keep him

He don't want the baby, then bitch, don't keep it

Hoe

I don't get left, I'm a leaver

Hoes love me like Justin Beiber

Go Meg

Go Meg

Go Meg

Go Meg

Go Meg

Go Meg

Go Meg

Get 'em Glo

Get 'em Glo

Get 'em Glo

Get 'em Glo

Get 'em Glo

Get 'em Glo

Get em Glo

Get em Glo

Fuck you mean? Y'all know what the fuck going on

On the gang-gang

On the gang-gang