Video Glassman de A Lau 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

A Lau - Glassman Lyrics

[Intro: Steppa & Luhh Dyl]
Uh-huh, nigga, nigga, come on
Ayy
Come on
Uh-huh
Slow down
Uh-huh (A-Lau on the beat)
Look, nigga, ayy

[Verse 1: Steppa]
I swear the glass done got me rich, can't do no window shoppin'
Get on his ass, could get him hit, but I let lil' bro pop him
Don't do attempts, we tryna tap his head, Deandre Hopkins
My bitch'll do whatever, tell her shoot, she turn to JuJu Watkins
Might fuck around and catch a case 'cause every song I rap 'bout plays
I got a bitch that go both ways, huh, like Zaya Wade
Walk in the bank and I turn clumsy, huh, dropped a slip in Chase
Talkin' 'bout Chase, I see them boys, I'm tryna take 'em on a chase, nigga

[Verse 2: Luhh Dyl]
I ain't nothin' like your ex, I'm gettin' paid, nigga (Come on)
Crib big as hell, this bitch came with a maid, nigga
I ain't your barber, you can't catch no fade, got my first head in first grade
I done spent some dog shit on my sneaks and my shirt Helmut Lang
Okay, I'm with Steppa
Drac' hot like chili pepper, I switch hoes every semester
If I perform and I can't bring my blick, then I'm gon' charge you extra
If you wanna find out who Luhh Dyl is, just go ask Alexa
[Verse 3: Steppa]
I'm with Dyl, hit Detroit, look like the mob
Hit him once, double tap triangle, gave lil' bruh the lob
Baby Drac' got Nicki titties, fuck 'round, give this bitch a bob
Fuck the laws, they bring me in, I'ma make 'em do they job, uh
Go pick your homie up, we known for droppin' shit
She want her body did, I just might buy the shit
Bought the teeth and bought two Cartis
Stayin' down, it's gon' hurt when I start poppin' it
Nigga, mhm (Mhm)

[Verse 4: Luhh Dyl]
Lil' nigga
I love all my bitches, bank account six figures
Switch'll change his figure
She want me to pay her bills, I had to Stefon Digg her
Had to use my hands
Had to work my plan
Niggas said I can't, I can
I get fly like Peter Pan
We goin' rounds, bitch, move your hand
We huntin' opps like we Iran
No cap, uh-huh
She used to ho, now she a fan
Get head first date and I'm not payin'
[Verse 5: Steppa]
If I ever ask for handouts, you can slap my hand
We kill the opps and make 'em merch, we probably made more shirts than Dapper Dan
Feel like last week, I was crackin' cards, I turned into a rapper, man
Three deep with three K's lookin' for niggas like we with the Klan

[Verse 6: Luhh Dyl]
I was in the dark like I'm Batman
His bitch eat the whole dick like she Pac-Man
Okay, nigga talkin' tough, show me a rack then
Yeah, you probably could've flexed, but that was back then
That was back when
Had a bad bitch, Toni Braxton

[Verse 7: Steppa]
We see them boys, they know they fucked, they see that matte Benz
Only talk to presidents in my pocket, ain't never had friends
Peanut-butter Glock can't do no jammin', fuck black, that was the last Gen
If I ever ask for handouts, fuck it, hit me with the backhand
Labels told me chill and rap, before I sign, see what the trap sayin'
Nigga made a post and died, ain't learned his lesson 'cause he back playin'
They like, "Ain't that lil' Steppa?" Nah, lil' nigga, that's the glass man

[Outro: Steppa]
Mhm
Nigga, come on
Yeah