Glamorous - ZYNN & No Others

Trot the globe, and explore Finer than, her credit score Keep that glamour, on the low With no makeup, out the door Only bad, when he comes home Only man, I'm trying for Keep him coming, back for more Cuz he likes, how it goes Never shade, thrown at my flow Keep you bumping, back and forth Paying down, all them loans To bed, I wear his clothes He knows, no time, for hoes Off his shoes, and shut the door Lights off, no ones home Role playing, all night long Air drop, my camera roll I could be, a movie star If he leaking my photos Make pretend, make believe Glamorous, ain't what you see It's real easy when, you got it But to earn it, don't come cheap (Please bring the cameras) Glamorous, I'm so fucking Glamorous Superstar mode, so please bring the cameras Always rocking shades, cuz I'm low off that cannabis Don't need to, draw more eyes, to my extraness Drop some Visine Cuz that stare's getting glassier A red lip always looks, more classier Bare face natural, my body is incredible I trained that shit, no miracles I tamed it like the Bros, Ringling Try to face time me, in DMs While they out here, working PMs No disrespect to How you make an income Out here working towards, my freedom Won't be signing, til I read it Once I'm signed, in gunna kill it In your face, I'll rub my business (Glamorous, I'm so fucking Glamorous) (Superstar mode, so please bring the cameras)