88glam - Big tymers

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah

Diamonds they spin like Serato
Can't go back to broke
'Cause my heart is hollow
Un-followed all my friends
Who the hell do I know?
Can't go back to broke
'Cause my heart is hollow
'Cause my heart is hollow

Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow
Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow up

‪Trunk like an elephant, 'cause that shit in the front‬‬‬
‪Fronting on me, that could get you shot, boy, don't stunt ‬‬‬
‪'88 McGrady, '‪cause my niggas tote the rocket ‬‬‬
‪I be talking out my neck, look how my bank direct deposit ‬‬‬
‪Beretta to your noggin, ‬‬‬that's because I'm robbing ‬‬‬
Careful where you're stepping, 'cause we tote those Smith and Wesson's
‪I'm allergic to you broke boys‬‬‬, we don't get along ‬‬‬
‪And my money like a wide receiver, 'cause it's going long‬‬‬
‪I'm the nigga of the century (of the century), knew since elementary
‪She don't give me time of day‬‬‬, but I know she will eventually ‬‬‬(but I know)
‪If you see me shining‬‬‬‬‬‬ (oh yeah), don't believe the diamonds
‪They deprive me of my happiness, ‪I bought these to remind me‬‬‬ (oh)


Diamonds they spin like Serato
Can't go back to broke
'Cause my heart is hollow
Un-followed all my friends
Who the hell do I know
Can't go back to broke
'Cause my heart is hollow
'Cause my heart is hollow

Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow
Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow up

Use to take the bus to get to high school
Now I'm pulling up, Phantom, drop down in the drive-thru (skrrt, skrrt)
Use to wake up starving, had no cash too
Now I'm at the jeweler adding fruity stones, what the bands do
Cycling the hoes that I ran through (yeah)
Now I hit it once, I don't want it 'less the pussy brand new (yeah)
Started with a 8 ball, where that land you? (Where that land you?)
Look, lookin' like a lick, flip a brick, they can't stand you (woo, brick)
I just re'd up from my jeweler (yeah), Glam Boy don't buss down the Mueller (yeah)
Remind me of cookouts, back when, way back
Dippin' my hands in the cooler (yeah), remember amount on zero
Banking account on zero, now my wrist sub-zero (pew pew)

Yeah, diamonds they spin like Serato
Can't go back to broke
'Cause my heart is hollow
Un-followed all my friends
Who the hell do I know
Can't go back to broke
'Cause my heart is hollow
'Cause my heart is hollow

Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow
Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow up
Broke up with the old me
Yeah, I had to glow up

Writers: Derek Bissue , Shakqueel Burthwright , Joseph L'Etranger , Jeremy Joseph Mcintyre

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music , Inc.

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