ToxiPlays - Glory

{Verse}
Ah
It's big 2024, who gave you the talking stick?
You outdated, talking 'bout sticks
I could really take a flight, pull up 'n' make a hit
It's bogglin' my mind how you even still exist
Why you on the TL, gushing all over this little kid?
That girl ain't even old enough to be your sis'
You live a lie and you probably love the attention
You'd ride or die for this pedophile, you needed suspension
Hold up, facts
This ain't sweet, none of that
I'm really tryna get this bum nigga off the map
Droppin' essays upon essays for Epstein (That's not even a metaphor, this nigga really love Epstein)
From one ill to another, your mеntal is not an excuse
Like idol, likе idolizer, that's that cycle of abuse, ooh
Say, yo, I heard you like 'em young
Congrats to Jeff's public defender, number one
You glaze that nigga so hard that his lawyers are jealous
And I keep receipts overtime, I could do more than just tell it
I'll spark beef with your companies for hirin' you
Make it clear, we are enemies
Stole that fye in you, it ain't showing now
Word to aurainairy, I been showin' out
Born certified but you a certified pedophile
Wop, wop, wop, I'on even wanna do it (Wop)
2024 (Wop, wop), nigga, screw it
Say it with me class, "Lil' bro, ain't you tired?"
Tryna strike a cord and it's probably A minor

{Outro}
Wop, wop
Wop, wop, wop