Song Name – March
Singer – Glorilla
Check out March Song Lyrics by Glorilla
GloRilla
Ugh, ugh (B100, Go Grizz)
On the gang, gang
On the, on the, on the gang, gang, gang
These hoes scary, diamonds clarity, b*tch I’m legendary (B*tch, I’m the biggest)
Big Glo pull up shittin’ on hoes, stunnin’ like Meech and Terry (Woo, woo)
When I’m in North Memphis, me and my bitches
Security ain’t necessary (Stamp that)
Nigga talm ’bout he don’t f*ck with Glo, ho, do what’s after February (March)
These hoes scary, I ain’t never worried, Glo get b*tches’ buried (Ho)
Why you callin’ my phone lookin’ for your nigga? Ho, I ain’t his secretary (The fuck?)
You hoes get hurt, I get money, tell that shit to Jеrry
Bitch talkin’ ’bout she don’t f*ck with Glo, ho, do what’s after February (March)
Ridin’ with somе YN’s and some AR’s
F*ck a diss song, I’ma pull a ho card
Only pullin’ up for the m*therf*ckin’ back end
This a bad lil’ bitch in charge
Ridin’ with some YB’s, ridin’ with some switches
Ridin’ with another b*tch nigga, I’m pimpin’
Ride ’til the wheels fall off with who?
If the nigga ain’t got good head, dismiss him (Ho)
Jet black, bust down these inches (Jet)
Smackin’ hoes if Glo get mentioned (Bitch)
Can’t diss me and come to my city (Facts)
I’ll beat a ho ass, like, take that (Take that)
That’s Glo pullin’ up in that Maybach (Skrrt)
If you don’t mean that shit, don’t say that (What?)
In the gym, I done got that weight back (Ugh)
Droppin’ hits, these hoes can’t shake back
These hoes scary, diamonds clarity, bitch I’m legendary (B*tch, I’m the biggest)
Big Glo pull up shittin’ on hoes, stunnin’ like Meech and Terry (Woo, woo)
When I’m in North Memphis, me and my b*tches
Security ain’t necessary (Stamp that)
Nigga talm ’bout he don’t f*ck with Glo, ho, do what’s after February (March)
These hoes scary, I ain’t never worried, Glo get *itches’ buried (Ho)
Why you callin’ my phone lookin’ for your nigga? Ho, I ain’t his secretary (The fuck?)
You hoes get hurt, I get money, tell that shit to Jerry
B*tch talkin’ ’bout she don’t f*ck with Glo, ho, do what’s after February (March)
Slappin’ mama, sisters, cousins, aunties, kids
I’m just playin’, snatchin’ niggas’ brothers, daddy’s, uncle’s wigs
I’m just sayin’, slidin’ down in any block (Why you doin’ that?)
‘Cause I’m an original gangster (Okay)
And all of you b*tches some opps (Why you say that?)
‘Cause they some original pranksters (Ugh)
Say, she don’t like me? Cool, I eat, sleep, shit and fuck the same damn way
Caught my nigga cheatin’, went and got the best head of my life the same damn day
Poppin’ my shit, why not? They gon’ hate on the big, young, lit bitch anyway
F*ck January, February (Yeah), get to marchin’, ho
These hoes scary, diamonds clarity, bitch I’m legendary (B*tch, I’m the biggest)
Big Glo pull up shittin’ on hoes, stunnin’ like Meech and Terry (Woo, woo)
When I’m in North Memphis, me and my bitches
Security ain’t necessary (Stamp that)
Nigga talm ’bout he don’t f*ck with Glo, ho, do what’s after February (March)
These hoes scary, I ain’t never worried, Glo get b*tches’ buried (Ho)
Why you callin’ my phone lookin’ for your nigga? Ho, I ain’t his secretary (The fuck?)
You hoes get hurt, I get money, tell that shit to Jerry
B*tch talkin’ ’bout she don’t f*ck with Glo, ho, do what’s after February (March)