paroles de chanson Thriller (Remix) - Glacier Boy

Yea
Shout-out Lee Ray
Yea
G-L-A-C-I-E-R Let's go

I might come through with some killers
It'd be real life action thriller
This time ain't no smoke and mirrors and it can't get any realer
Catch you all up in your spot (That's right)
Like Tetris we break blocks
Got a bad bitch on lock, make these niggas milli-rock
He got a glock up in his hoodie and he smokin' on a doubie
And he really feelin' choosy and his bitches bad and boujee
He got no time for this shit, talk nice or you get hit
Never really was an athlete but he make a nigga flip (Make 'em flip)
Bitch we goin' to the top
GTG, we get the guap
All these motherfuckers soft, bet you can't keep up (Uh huh!)
Pick on someone your own size, roll one up and I get high
Got no wings but I'm fly, bitch you know that's how we rock
Shawty all about the vibe, tryna be my ride or die
If she really 'bout the vibe, put her ass on IG live
Shawty all about the vibe, tryna be my ride or die
If she really 'bout the vibe, tell that bitch to pick a side (Hoe)

I just pulled up in your block
Fucked your bitch right in that lot
I just pulled with my glock
Choppa singin' like Rihanna
I just pulled up in your block
Fucked your bitch right in that lot
I just pulled with my glock
Choppa singin' like Rihanna
Bitch you know I'm friends with killers
Michael Jackson, we do thrillers
Killin' all my inner demons
I'm the only holy sinner
Bitch I'm warmin' out your thottie
I'm the gas inside her heater
Michael Jackson, we do thrillers
Killing joy, don't need your kinders

I just pulled up in your block (Pull up)
Fucked up on your thot (Smash)
Don't need no bitch to lean on
No dirty sprite, I'm sippin' wok (Wok)
All these haters gon' be kneeling
They gon' bow down to the god
Imma step up in this game and like my thot I leave it hot
Why these niggas rockin' camo?
When they all ain't got no ammo (Brr-brr)
Bitch I'm drippin' my j'ombre, thunder hittin' yall like Rambo (Rambo)
Bitch I'm feelin' like a panda how I pulled up in a phantom (Hey)
I just brought back electricity now I'm blowing out the candles (Yuh yuh)

I just pulled up in your block
Fucked your bitch right in that lot
I just pulled with my glock
Choppa singin' like Rihanna
I just pulled up in your block
Fucked your bitch right in that lot
I just pulled with my glock
Choppa singin' like Rihanna
Bitch you know I'm friends with killers
Michael Jackson, we do thrillers
Killin' all my inner demons
I'm the only holy sinner
Bitch I'm warmin' up your thottie
I'm the gas inside her heater
Michael Jackson, we do thrillers
Killing joy, don't need your kinders
I just pulled up in your block
Fucked your bitch right in that lot
I just pulled with my glock
Choppa singin' like Rihanna
I just pulled up in your block
Fucked your bitch right in that lot
I just pulled with my glock
Choppa singin' like Rihanna
Bitch you know I'm friends with killers
Michael Jackson, we do thrillers
Killin' all my inner demons
I'm the only holy sinner
Bitch I'm warmin' up your thottie
I'm the gas inside the heater
Michael Jackson, we do thrillers
Killing joy, don't need your kinders