Glizzy Gang - Above the Rim lyrics

[Intro:] Flex upon these n***as time to hit the gym Hey, woo, woo! High five! [Chorus:] Glizzy flex upon these n***as time to hit the gym We been balling on these n***as way above the rim Imagine a gorilla pour my bits I'm feeling limb Put your lighters up and turn that b**h to Lil Kim He look like too much money everybody know that's him Dem Ace of Spades coming whole club knows that's him Glizzy flex upon these n***as time to hit the gym We been balling on these n***as way above the rim [Verse 1:] Lil' n***a from the star hell yeah what's up, ah? 45 on co*k Michael Jordan no White Sox I'm mobbing with my squad b**h we come alive at dark We pulling up to quad yeah I got the juice like Pac It's Glizzy Glizzy baby you know 37 raised me Claim that sh** forever even when I'm in the grave, see I ball like McGrady I don't smoke no grade B Like the work that choppa I shoulda went to the Navy? I am flyer than your stylist Like it then I buy it GG in your hood yeah it's gonna be a riot Some n***as can't go out the hood, I'm taken trips islands My young n***as get violent, make your b**h f** my side b**h [Chorus:] [Verse 2:] We poppin Ace of Space like we won a championship game GG scored again, just cut net off the rim On the beat of 30 yo b**h going home with him I s** a lot they got me thinking I'm a pimp? I ain't got so much faith turn my b**h to Lil Kim I been getting some the way and now I pull up near plants? VVS' I know ya see em , I know you see him 30 30 wanna be him, you wanna be him They talk that sh** like I don't see em, wouldn't wanna be em I nutted on their face so you gon' be make that b**h your BM I talk to Ant Cannon damn near everyday in my DM The Feds need to gon' free him [Chorus] [Verse 3:] The Devil after me because I won't sell my soul Keep it on the low I got the thangs for the low As soon as I walk in the room all them hoes chose It's hard to keep your eyes off all this damn gold She do her f**ing thing on that motherf**in pole A big fan of my music say she love every song Your b**h heard Mula and now she calling my phone Red bottom walking she whipping bricks in a thong GG f** a label we gon do this on our own n***as doing shows for world war say em patron OG came from Cali you n***as ain't smoking strong Got that F & N right on me bet yo a** don't make it home [Chorus]