[Intro: Estee Nack & Westside Gunn] Woah Brr Ayy Griselda The glory Brr, brr, son (Yeah)
[Verse 1: Estee Nack] Before her very eyes, a heroin game became somethin' else Somethin' for wealth, whip the work and leave hunnids where-else It hurts when your friends become addicts and don't want any help Rest in peace my nigga that died with his gun in his belt We tried to test it (Spin out here) My detector, my destiny, make you ride a Vespa Bitches see me and askin' all kind of questions Teflon vest (Fuck outta here), shorty in designer dresses She buggin' out all the time, stressed (Damn, mama) Fuck followin' oppressed, it's lil' niggas, minor flexes (Fuck outta here) Signin' checks and then fly to Texas, solid necklace Two or three shits, my name Arexus, too prestigious (I'm a God) I'm never fallin' off or runnin' out of gas reason (Never) Niggas eager to do me like Judas'll do to Jesus (Uh-huh) Brutus was backstabbed, his best friend Julius Caesar The empire rise and fall (Big snake) Told a few niggas who legends now how to ball (That's a fact) The thought of livin' luxury, had us by the balls (Adlibs) Came a long way from beatin' Percocet fiends in the alley with Tylenols
[Chorus: Estee Nack] The glory (Woah) The glory (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Estee Nack] So proud of myself, I never fell victim (Nah) Some niggas never comin' up out the penal system (Swear to God, nigga) Some niggas used to be dons, now they sniffin' diamonds (Crazy) Dominican niggas with power who brought up bricks of powder I'm in the Fountainebleau lobby drinkin' whiskey sours
[Chorus: Estee Nack] The glory (Uh-huh) The glory (You know what I'm sayin'?) (That's how it feel, baby) (You know, we go hard for ours, dawg, you know what I mean) Yeah, the glory (Yeah)
[Verse 3: Estee Nack] Glory, your ass is fine as [?], that's an ambition, hands glisten Hunnid grand misses, not a fan of switchin' This fever, Daddy Nack Mandela be hittin' Japan shittin' (Uh-huh) Son, I got at least two bad bitches OnlyFans clickin' (We're gettin' money) You wouldn't tell by the look of my trap you're standin' in an advanced kitchen I'm grand pissin', FBI searched, hands to glisten Niggas see me, they want an ambition (Fuck is wrong with you?)
[Chorus: Estee Nack] The glory (Hahaha) The glory (Yeah)
[Verse 4: Estee Nack] I'm nothin' like the rest of these niggas with the same story Aim the .40 (Baow), infinite bankrolls, shit official with it, take a seat Give me a few minutes, let me explain the story (Let me break it down) Be surprised what niggas ready to sacrifice for the fame and glory (For real) Peace to the legends that came before me (Yeah)
[Chorus: Estee Nack] Glory (Yeah) The glory (Followin' digits, nigga) (That shit lethal)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
