glokk40spaz - let's get active lyrics
[intro]
yeah (aight, let’s get it) (hah, hm, aight, let’s get it)
whoa (hah, hm, aight, let’s get it)
(aight, let’s get it) (hah, hm, aight, let’s get it)
babylife sh+t (aight, let’s get it) (hah, hm, aight, let’s get it)
you know how this life get, man
yeah, whoa, yeah
[chorus]
i’ma f+ck up your sh+t, just for myself
got some getback for that ferragamo belt
my lips closed, and i can’t tell
and it’s b.b. simmons on my belt, all the the opps ass get dealt with
look at the way that these sh+lls spread i’ma f+ck on my b+tch, on a big bed
glock .19, this hoe got a baby leg
can’t see, all the opps gettin’ atе, just like d+mn plate, n+gga, like a chickеn leg
and this b+tch using too much t++th, told the b+tch, get the f+ck up, i don’t even want the head
when i get back, you better make my bed
this ain’t no game, but the n+gga came back to life with sh+llcatchers
[verse]
on mobb, man, you know my blood the only color’s on shed blood
i’on even bang what y’all be bangin’ but i already know he a dub
ahaha, y’all can’t come where i be hangin’ but this sh+t real fun
huh, i gon’ take some down stainless, tryin’ to get my rank up
babyslaughter caught 10 for tryin’ to shoot the bank up
n+gga in atlanta and got one in the head, boy, you dumb as f+ck
all them b+tches, that y’all talkin’ ’bout, them hoes, they been got f+cked
i had to f+ck my b+tch friend, n+gga, she dumb as f+ck
need the first aid, they got a fresh cut
he got a face tat, but he not tough
call me jack black, how i mask up
call up chapo, i’m tryin’ to bat sum’
call up kilo or call up don hush, know that whoa, n+gga, know they get some
i don’t really wanna f+ckin’ pick and choose, man, they both bad, i’m tryin’ to f+ck sum’
n+gga, i’ll take down both of ’em, crash out if i lose my passion
pulled a stick, i ain’t know he was a dancer
life flashed right before his eyes, i ain’t know he was cancer
man, you know when you came up in this babylife function you seen a bandit
[chorus]
i’ma f+ck up your sh+t, just for myself
got some getback for that ferragamo belt
my lips closed, and i can’t tell
and it’s b.b. simmons on my belt, all the the opps ass get dealt with
look at the way that these sh+lls spread i’ma f+ck on my b+tch, on a big bed
glock .19, this hoe got a baby leg
can’t see, all the opps gettin’ ate, just like d+mn plate, n+gga, like a chicken leg
and this b+tch using too much t++th, told the b+tch, get the f+ck up, i don’t even want the head
when i get back, you better make my bed
this ain’t no game, but the n+gga came back to life with sh+llcatchers
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