glawkie - mops & drills lyrics
[intro]
he spent a band on a burner and died with it?
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
dante, i love you
[verse]
i’m counting this money i’m counting these stacks
i’m f+cking your b+tch and i hit from the back
too many n+ggas they (?)
too many n+ggas you know that they rats
i pull up with sticks and you pull up with bats
i got these b+tches they all on my line
yeah these b+tches they calling me fine
i do not give a f+ck
i’m gonna keep it a buck
yeah your music suck
yeah your music suck
these n+ggas they hating they all on my d+ck
okay watch how you moving get hit
i got these b+tches they all on my line
i got thesе b+tches okay they wanna f+ck
[chorus]
i pull up with mops yeah i pull up with drills
you boutta gеt k!lled
f+cking your thot i do this for real
i do this for real
.45 yeah right on my waist
we finna f+ck i do not do dates
pull up with this choppa yeah it go blow right to the face
blow, blatt
blow, blatt
blow, blatt
blow, blatt
blow, blatt
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