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glockboy bobo - that's me lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, wanna get this guap)
grrr, go
(fazo, you did this?)
go, go
go, go, go, go
brrr
brrr, brrr, brrr
(they got wooskii on the mix)
ayy, go, go
go, go, vrrr

[chorus]
she want a n+gga with money and a n+gga gon’ bust his fire, she know that’s me (brrr)
when it’s time to go handle the business, i’m goin’ to go handle it with my glee (handle it with my glee)
caught his ass in traffic and blew him down, know your b+tch ass in that jeep (know your b+tch ass in that jeep)
i hate rap n+ggas, i ain’t friendly and i ain’t doin’ no song for free (go)
my miami b+tch got a stupid bag, she done got her booty done (got her booty done)
broke+ass n+ggas be rich on instagram and ain’t even seen no honey bun (ain’t seen no honey bun)
they say leave the ‘raq, i done went to houston, can’t have the bl!ck out, that sh+t done (brrr)
i told switch to keep his switch on him, it’s dangerous where wе from (it’s dangerous, lil’ bro)

[verse]
they got mad they homiе died, we catch one more, we’ll do it again (we’ll do it again)
this sh+t be fun to me, ever since i went 29, i kept a ten
this b+tch beg too much, got nothin’ to offer, can’t trick on you again (broke+ass b+tch)
i know rose’ll blow when we out late night just us, he’ll tote the 10
watch out, brrr, that’s all you heard, last n+gga got hit in his top
sn+tch the bl!ck from tick and shiesty lil’ ass be wildin’ with the glock (brrr)
they be lyin’, callin’ me a rapper, knowin’ i done put some sh+t on fox (knowin’ i put sh+t on fox)
blow the hottest shorty in the ‘raq right now, they sayin’ he need to drop
i got drunk as f+ck one night, couldn’t move, i told her stick it in (i told her stick it in)
i be tweakin’, knowin’ i’m the way out for us, somehow, still’ll spin (i still spin)
always beefin’, sayin’ we done with each other, look up, we’ll f+ck again (and again)
that’s my boo, i ain’t gon’ lie, she call right now, might f+ck again (and again)
i did fed time, the yard went up one night, we was pokin’ sh+t (pokin’ sh+t)
i f+ck hoes on the side, hidin’ threesomes ’cause my b+tch ain’t gon’ go for this (my b+tch ain’t finna go)
my best friend died in the trenches, swear i just can’t get over this (rip murdoc)
catch his k!ller, whack him, switch him, drac’ him, i’ma stand over him (uh, uh, uh)
had a dream about a hundred mil’ last night, i woke up with a smile (i woke up with a smile)
i pray rappin’ work for me, i get tired of chasin’ n+ggas down (it’s gon’ work)
told my b+tch to fix her face, we good, i don’t wanna see you frown (don’t wanna see you frown, boo)
found him guilty for some sh+t he ain’t even do, that tore my brodie down
we tote dracs and nicks, first opp call gon’ get his ass flushed (brrt)
i know how to sit outside a n+gga crib when i want him, but ain’t no rush (you know that)
you’ll never catch none of us without no gun, if you do, well, f+ck us up (well, f+ck us up)
i could stop spinnin’ right now and just rap if i wanna, i’m still gon’ get sh+t touched (woo)
[chorus]
she want a n+gga with money and a n+gga gon’ bust his fire, she know that’s me (know that’s me)
when it’s time to go handle the business, i’m goin’ to go handle it with my glee
caught his ass in traffic and blew him down, know your b+tch ass in that jeep
i hate rap n+ggas, i ain’t friendly and i ain’t doin’ no song for free (ain’t doin’ no song for free)
my miami b+tch got a stupid bag, she done got her booty done (got her booty done)
broke+ass n+ggas be rich on instagram and ain’t even seen no honey bun
they say leave the ‘raq, i done went to houston, can’t have the bl!ck out, that sh+t done (brrr)
i told switch to keep his switch on him, it’s dangerous where we from (go)

[outro]
frrr
frrr
frrr
p+ssy

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