Yo, Griselda fans, buckle up for “GLOWREALAH,” a straight-from-the-streets banger from Westside Gunn’s highly anticipated album HEELS HAVE EYES 2, dropping on August 28, 2025, through Griselda/Roc Nation. This track is pure Flygod energy, blending the raw, sample-heavy boom-bap of HEELS HAVE EYES’s “Egypt” with the luxurious grit we loved in 12’s anthems. With lines like “Cocaine got me looking fly like this” and shoutouts to Buffalo’s Leroy Ave, Westside Gunn paints a vivid picture of street life, high fashion, and unapologetic swagger.
Executive produced by Gunn himself with beats from heavyweights like Denny Laflare, this banger captures the HEELS HAVE EYES 2 vibe—grimy yet glamorous, tied to Gunn’s 4th Rope wrestling empire. Perfect for fans of his Pray for Paris storytelling and wrestling-inspired aesthetic, this track is a knockout. Dive into the GLOWREALAH lyrics below and soak in its gritty glory.
| Lead Vocals | Westside Gunn |
| Songwriter | Westside Gunn & Denny Laflare |
| Music Producer | Denny Laflare |
| Label | Griselda/Roc Nation |
| Release Date | August 28, 2025 |
| Song Language | English |
| Copyright © | Griselda/Roc Nation |
Lyrics of GLOWREALAH by Westside Gunn
[Intro: Westside Gunn]
F**k
Grrt!
(Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot
Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot
Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot
Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot Doot)
[Verse: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, Cocaine Got Me Looking Fly Like This (Ah!)
Project Elevators Smell Like Piss (Mm)
Missed A F**k Nigga But His Man Got Hit (Grrrtttt!)
Nick Van Exel With The Pill, I Was Lit (Ah!)
Get Bored, Talk Shit On Twitter Cause I’m Rich (Woo!)
Shit On Bum Niggas Everyday Cause They B!tch (Woo!)
Niggas Wanna Kill Me Everyday Cause They B!tch (Boom Boom Boom Boom)
Scratch The Serial Numbers Off, It’s Legit (Ah!)
Peace To All My [?], Peace To All My Crips (Mm)
Feds In The Amazon Trucks Taking Pics (Ah!)
Bust A Duct Tape, Gums Numb Cause It’s Fish (Mm)
Y’all Ain’t Ever Ever Fly Like This (Uh Uh)
I Was Dropping Ten Bricks Off In A Lift (Woo!)
Central Park Nigga, Word To Monche, Word To Dip (Rest In Peace P!)
Leroy Ave, Uncle Baking Was The Shit (Woo!)
[?] Gave All The Ones To Flip (Ah!)
I Was On Broadway Getting Me A Rich (Mm)
All My Jewels In Broad Day, Nigga I’m Not–
Top Hill Fire Came [?],
Well A Nigga Took All Of His Jewels Off,
Got Shot Still (Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom)
Green [?], Get Your Top Pealed
The Mosquito [?], Versace [?] Kilt
Remember Wholesale, Remember Three Days Straight On Moselle?
Niggas Always Tend To Hand The Eights Through The Doorbell
Chucks From Arizona Every Month, Getting [?]
Shoot Your Whole F**king Block Up, Nigga, Oh Well
Your B!tch Got My Crosses On Her Hand, On Her Toenails
I Ain’t Even F**k The B!tch Yet, She My Ho Still
Count About Nine Hundred, House Bout Four Mil’
F**k This Rap Shit, I Got The Plug On The Post Still
Still Going State To State, Dope In The Door Still
Meet Me On Exit Eight, Park By The Roadkill
Niggas Wear Sheisty Masks, Gloves With The [?] Still
Make You Wish A .222, That’s My Hope Still
Might Get At Y’all Country B!tch Like GloRill’
For Real, Fourth Rope Nigga
