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glockboy lyrics
[verse]
we the glockboyz
glock on me change bodies like steroids
i’m in the hood like this b+tch ain’t even hot and i ain’t paranoid
plus i be in and out of town really rappin’, they even pay me for it
they call me glockboy with the glock, n+gga, i’m undefeated like floyd
how you think i got my name, n+gga? we the gravediggers
send your ass right up to god, i heard he save n+ggas
i don’t g+ngb+ng, i shoot n+ggas, i don’t fade n+ggas
n+gga, my daddy see me ridin’ with them guns like, “you a shame, n+gga”
man, i’m a man without it
i told my mama that your baby boy doin’ n+ggas like roddy
same+day shipping, you heard of it? yeah, melvin would’ve got it
man, birdman and yb, my n+ggas link up and be poppin’, ayy
man, sh+t, i was gon’ grab a ‘cat and then i wrecked the benz
sh+t, out of town with lonnie, amg got in a wreck again
sada throwin’ up 55, sh+t, i be throwin’ ten
at the opps whenever i catch ’em, then ten again
that’s the police flyin’ up the block, man, tryna catch the glockboy
i’m really stupid, and school was so d+mn hard, man, i just stopped goin’
that n+gga died off of one shot, i had a lot for him
man, it wasn’t easy, sh+t, i had to spin the block for him
n+ggas be runnin’, duckin’, hidin’ at the same time when them shots goin’
i heard my n+ggas had beef, i was like, “who? show me my opponent”
n+ggas ain’t even used to want us at the stu’ until we popped on ’em
i guess i’m friendly, i ask hoes who they is and who they came with
i love new hoes, they treat me like i’m famous
b+tch tryna get some d+ck from me, i told her give me a payment
even sent my cash app to that ho, man, she thought that i was playin’
the glockboyz, n+gga, we in the club and toys with us
n+gga, i’m rich, i don’t beef, that’s a sport for poor people
but n+gga, i deliver, you want beef, i bring it to your door, n+gga
and you ain’t even gotta ask if i got my gun, of course, n+gga
we flyin’ in them cats
i’m travis porter with that bl!ck, man, i’ll bring it back
n+gga said he on my head, boy, he fitted cap
i feel like plies, i’m on some other sh+t in that all+black
matter fact, i feel like gucci when he popped pookie
seen a murder when i was twelve, i be paranoid, n+gga, stop movin’
i’m on the phone with three hoes, they on the floor, but they at bar louie
i’m in the city, n+ggas think i’m out of town, i’m really schooled, this how you do it, ayy
see, i be runnin’ game on hoes, i’m like a poet
yeah, i hit your b+tch in her flower bomb just like lotus
your b+tch freaky, she been done f+cked the dog just like lois
they call me glockboy, they know it’s always on me ’cause it’s pokin’



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