Lyrics

Uh Uh Yah Pull up on me nigga, Doing good deals on the east side Lil glokk pulling up with the MP5 Have you ever got hit in a drive-by On my soul I ain't never dropped a dime (don't play with him) All these bars authentic, Fuck nigga I ain't never stole a line (Chapo) And if Glokk40 mad, (mad mad) Boy you better stop that motherfucker from crying And if i hear police I hit the back door (back door) I don't even look out the blinds Shoot through the back door Imma shoot that bitch nine times (ugh) I'm as high fuck (high as fuck) With this glock on my waist Nigga i'm on sky nine (brr) I swear to God If they talk bout my brothers Then imma lose my damn mind (gang) Nigga got a rolex Take that shit right off his wrist Nigga I ain't taking no damn time Bout 10 with the mob, Nigga can't stay here for free Fuck nigga got to pay that fine Bitch out the backdoor, Then try to fuck my damn partner Man send shooters outside (side) Nigga he done caught up Nigga went to damn bank Nigga got hella rich of trying Yeah lil Glokk want to gang bang (lil glokk) And tote glocks ever since a young nigga was nine I done had a Kel Tec I was in the band Then nigga hit the biggest lick Got my shoe shined I don't feel right fucking that bitch Man i already know cause that hoe act shy (shy) Fuck me and my bitch I heard that you bi (bitch) She suck hella dick but just to get by I'm so mad now I would of made the 556 fly (mad) 762 hit his shirt man Shit get ripped just like barbed wire (barbed wire) Speaking on the mob pull the 2 5 with the damn plier I do the drive by myself I don't need no damn driver (no cap) It'd be a bad day If I pop out with that damn stye (Ugh) And if Glokk40 mad Boy you better stop motherfucker from crying If i hear police, I hit the back door I don't even look out the blinds (backdoor) Shoot through the back door Imma shoot that bitch nine times (no cap) I'm high as fuck (high as fuck) With this glock on my waist Nigga I'm on sky nine (sky nine) I swear to god If he talk bout my brothers Then imma lose my damn mind Nigga got a Rolex (Rolex) Take that shit off his wrist (Rolex) Nigga I ain't taking no damn time (no cap) Bout 10 in with the mob Nigga can't stay here for free, Fuck nigga got to pay that fine Bitch out the back door Then try fuck my damn partner Man shooters send shit outside (side) Nigga he done caught up Nigga went to the damn bank Got hella rich off trying
Writer(s): Spaz Oso Angelo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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