duce4ge - pick n roll lyrics
intro: i ain’t write a song like this in a minute bro so i heard this jawn i’m like yeah it’s up now …
uhh lets get right to it.. ahhh..
verse 1:
30 shot glizzy thats what it hold on the regular
i put the beam on the front its attached
they tryna run but the bullets be cathching them
they tryna blitz won’t givem a sac
these n+ggas only gonna do what you lettin’em
i get that bag and my b+tch gotta match
get what she want i can tell we upsetting them
we on a drill we gonna pick it n roll
hop out the wheel make em get on his toes
talking that sh+t like hе really about it
thats why these n+ggas bе getting exposed
say he a k!ller, oh really, i doubt it
don’t understand how these n+gga be bold
n+ggas ain’t never gonna pick up a pole
hit him up top and then its lift up his soul
talk like an app when you know that its war
get him a box he cannot afford
you see an opp and you tryna record
we see an opp and his momma gone’ mourn
i keep that glock with that top i’ma sure’
we spent a box …? ____we shot he was born?
50 first jumper … remind me of floyd
i can ..??? he not ???
hook:
walking do my shootta step
you ain’t right them you get left we just seen an opp tryna get low i thought you knew the rest ‘
boom bow!!!
you a mess dj khalid who the best
you keep trying to pull that lawyers gun out
you ain’t; shoot it yet
walk’em down tryna get a bucket with my luka step
30 rounds 7 in this clip i think ill do the rest
you keep making songs about your dog
you made me loose respect
claiming right that you ain’t even catch how the f+ck you a threat?
verse 2:
tapping that glizzy whenever we post
whoever with him get tearing a ghost
they like “y’all n+ggas doin the most they said ___ somebody got smoked
he tryna speak on my name like he know me
he better watch what he say we ain’t folks
n+ggas mistake its a game like its sony
to be ___ his brain on the floor
even though i’m d.o.l.o. know that glock gonna keep me company
quick to get to clutchen she keep asking like wassup with me?
baby i ain’t stupid but i wouldn’t lettem come for me
no i ain’t gotta do it tell my shooters send’em up for me
i can tell these n+ggas mad
i just gotta bigger bag’
we gone get some bigger guns
swappem’ out with different mags
run down tellem give it up
he know we gone hittem bad
hollows they gone lift’em up he thought he would get a pass
hook:
walking do my shootta step
you ain’t right them you get left we just seen an opp tryna get low
i thought you knew the rest ‘
boom bow!!!
you a mess dj khalid who the best
you keep trying to pull that lawyers gun out
you ain’t; shoot it yet
walk’em down tryna get a bucket with my luka step
30 rounds 7 in this clip i think ill do the rest
you keep making songs about your dog
you made me loose respect
claiming right that you ain’t even catch how the f+ck you a threat?
outro
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