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glokk40spaz - higher than earth lyrics

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130 on the dash, and i’m pushing this b+tch like a stick
slide in a four wheel drive i can’t help [?]
probation the back of my mind cause i know i got them checking the p+ss
you thinking bout taking some off, no i’m stabbing, i’m chopping the wrist
nah man, i got a lot of opps in this b+tch
i whip out the glock better up [?]
i kicked out the whip i ain’t hang with a snitch
locked up, i get out to a vehicle flip
go hard with the glock, i ain’t missing that hit
act like a gangsta, i paid him a visit
p+ssy ass n+gga man, i knew sum was fishy
got the drac in my hand, you wanna ride [?]
i knew the hoe was goin fore i was locked up in prison
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can’t spare him with that fye n+gga, grant him a wish
.762 to the stomach, he sick
i’m busting that draco that b+tch got some kick
lil glokk, you know i [?]
walk that boy down, he ran, but you know i pop him in the hip
the h+ll? n+gga i ain’t going out like no simp
[?]
reload that bih, you got a glovе for the grip
[?]
mask the f+ck up, you got took by the [?]
diamond in thе rain, had to put it in the wrist
pop all his b+tch ass partners ain’t seen that boy since
babylife n+ggas ain’t gon die and gon f+cking rebirth
let me see your man how that currency work
off+white [?] got the blood on my shirt
talking bout the smoke then i’m pulling off first
jesus piece on my neck, after i whack your b+tch i go to church
this b+tch a freak man, i know she gon slurp
shot him in the leg he had a face full of dirt
[?] get rich off these fake ass percs
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you walk around fake telling sh+t ain’t gon work
you talking bout some f+ck sum n+gga you getting merked
i’m pleading i get to the judge with a smirk
i scheme on a p+ssy ass n+gga wearing purse
you rapping on soles you ain’t doing dirt
this mob gl you can’t come to the turf
i’m going to the league b+tch i’m shooting like the spurs
you tryna get em knocked you ain’t say none but a word
i pull out that bankroll there go larry bird
one man army, f+ck bout what you heard
evil, [?] feel like he got cursed
can’t get a sip of this drank no sir
went to the woods, whacked [?] just to put on his fur
could you take that boy off i’m like sure
n+gga making plays in this sh+t, steve kerr
dead man walking, you gotta pick out the he+rs+
got the dope in the pot, finna make that b+tch stir
locked down, yo b+tch ain’t gon [?] like nurse
we known for getting active, on god we the worst
i’m smoking dope man, i’m higher than earth
i’m smoking dope man, i’m higher than earth
pushing the b+tton, bl come in deep
n+gga don’t play with the blv
i slide with the semi or the smg
i’m on their block, i ain’t r kelly but watch how i creep
n+ggas getting popped better watch how you speak
[?] kept taking the seat
i’m raising h+ll in this b+tch i might tweak
i’m in miami, i ride with that heat
if you tryna have a shootout, on god we could meet
she wanna get hit with that d+ck, thats a kink
i put him on skates, there’s more ice than a rink
my pockets they fat, i can’t let that b+tch shrink
i’m swinging my fists i start knocking out t++th
i’m smoking that weed for the pain, ain’t no keef
i’m facing the shooters that hop out the jeep (hop out)

- glokk40spaz lyrics

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