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glokk40spaz - first day out lyrics

[chorus]
i popped out with the 30. put 12 in my gun i’m in love with the trap but my killers a1
you been talking to 12?, i ain’t goin for ‘none
tryna rob me a nigga i hope he don’t run
im in love with the trap i ain falling in love
probably smoking on og fuckin up my love
i got caught in the streets i got caught up to young
i got put in a box and i thought i was done
i caught 3v for nothing pop out with that k
and police in my phone tryna serve me a j
don’t be dissing lil nigga, i know where you stay
ima southside baby i’m straight out the a
we be juggin the faggots you niggas to gay
we be shooting at niggas ain’t talking 2k
i got put on probation 2/17 may
put the dope on the clock we gon see what it weigh
know he wanna 3.5 i’ma serve em a tray
pour a 4 of my liter the piss out the drank
we got cookies & sucka you know this shit stank
i’m on top of the scale so lil glokk gained ranked
i been whippin the birdies ain talkin blue jays
put the clip in the glock then we on broadway
put the blick in my sock know he on broad bay
i been putting my opps in a damn ash tray
i was pourin 8 in the damn cafe
we gon run to the guap put the glock to his face
kilo servin them xans he don’t caught em a case
i ain’t feelin the same like a nigga got laced
if i murk me a nigga i ain leaving a trace
i’ma die bout respect i ain catchin no case
and i’m clutching this rocket my gang need space
will burn up the socket no face no case
[verse]
i went to the south and came back with a draco don’t push+up on me less you come with the panel
im savage 1800 i’m feelin like taydoe
hop out with them .40s glokk40 won’t lay low
they say that glokk40 got shooters like adolf, when i say go hit em they drill if i say so
i got into kickin cause i need the zip code
i do this for tristan i came from the opps from
i be with them migos they servin me nachos
im clipping this stick and record me an episode’ suckin my dick i can tell she got deep throat
reload the yoppa i need some more ammo
reach for my chain and ya ass gettin windowed
reach in my boogy i’m poppin’ like django
pounds of the cookie i need a whole truck load
got em a choppa that shit got repoed
most of you niggas be fanned out smoking the q i can’t hear what you talkin bout, pop out the cut watch em walk down
gun em down hope he don’t pop out
kicked out the trap now he locked out
most of these niggas be dubbed out
most of these bitches be burnt out
fuck a song i’m tryna walk out
catch a opp i pull my glock out
catch a thot i pull my cock out (gang, gang)

- glokk40spaz lyrics

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