glockaveli - 187 x lyrics
glockaveli:
now i’m that n+gga with the bag, all the hoes trynna come back and have a n+gga babies
yeah these vvs shinin h+lla hard, now these hoes trynna treat me like a young n+gga jay+z
know a lotta n+ggas mad that they ain’t me so i never tote a gun with the safety
when i pick up that mop and line up the opps b+tch i be shootin like kayden
what’s the word? ain’t talkin money then it’s for the birds
big bad glock trynna put in work
i can get a n+gga rocked take em off the earth
they want me to fall + go wait on it
they see how i ball + thеy hate on it
i ain’t droppin no calls + that k on me
you gon get hit in yo facе homie
i been waitin for a p+ssy n+gga come and test me
imma wet em up like a jetski
i been snipin n+ggas like i’m wesley
ye yee yee
spin on this block with my bestie
glock .23 imma shoot til it’s empty
added the swift to this b+tch
cuz boy i ain’t playin, gettin gone in the jiffy
(x2) remember them days i was dead broke
now a n+gga flood out the bando
ready for war, we got ammo
187 i stand for
ian:
am facut mili acu vreau un miliard, yeah
fratii s familia
avem zapada, vanilia
vin dupa tine mai rau ca n sicilia aye
stai baga linii ya, care sunt primii ya
te deseneaza ca mandy si billy ya
nu stau cu chiria
nu port amiri ya
calculatoare de bani fara myria
o fut cu fratemiu crec am corupt o
asta i idee preconceputa
nu s chupa chups da cu mine ti ai supt o
am planete stele n cap pluto
papa pula gust o
fute o sare n l+stra
numa pizde naturale
cum te cheama?
giusto
stai departe susto
tare ca o crusta
cum intra pe usa ii bag pula pa sub fusta
glockaveli:
(x2) remember them days i was dead broke
now a n+gga flood out the bando
ready for war, we got ammo
187 i stand for
ooo
187 i stand for
yeaaa
187 i stand for
ooo
187 i stand for
yeaaa yea
ready for war we got ammo
i’d rather sit in front and tote than carried by 6 cuz i’mma make the bail
doin hits by myself, cuz one thing’s for certain + i never tell
this a glock not a k!lltech, i know it ain’t ever failed
trynna run and you gettin stretched, they can’t visit you in h+ll
n+gga you cappin, boy yo ass soft, you ain’t hurt n0body
n+gga you lackin, shootin off top you ain’t got time to c+ck it
yeah, sendin n+ggas up like a rocket, uh
boy you better nag out your pocket, uh
b+tch you ain’t a opp, you a target
b+tch we will put you in the bag like a market
they said the reaper comin
tell the boys that i’m already here
not in the nba
but somehow i’m the shooter of the year
i heard they plottin on me
but they know i really don’t care
cuz god be the only man that i fear
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