glokk40spaz & osamason – adhd lyrics
[intro]
yah, hmm
yah
hmm, yah
[chorus: glokk40spaz]
i’m on frontline, with that glock+19
gotta go hit that l!ck, i got adhd
these n+gga d+ckriding, be on every screen
i can’t see that money, i squint like chinese
fifty ball on me, ya’ boy got sesame seed
fifty round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed
watch him bleed
make him lean
face+card good, when i’m in your hood
[verse 1: glokk40spaz]
b+tch i’m gf, don’t get it misunderstood
i really got opp, i told ya’ll lil’ cuz’ good
micro+draco with the wood, ain’t f+cking with these p+ssy ass n+ggas they some dubs
twelve knock on the front door, i slide the drug under the rug
put the switches on the glock, then it’s green
i chase my opp down with this brand new beam
i ain’t stand n0body, i got h+lla bodies
i fake kick sh+t with thе opps, just like karate
and thesе n+ggas g+y, they ride the gang, they like dolly
she a gold digger, i can’t give that b+tch no dollar
babylife sh+t, playing with the vamp, pop at night
up the vamps, brought them thirties in
oh it’s going down, i’m going down
got these d+mn glock, huh, these b+tch make every sound
try to impress her, do you like my hundid’ round?
babylife i’m gon’ dog her, after i count my round
save it, pull up, we ain’t stunting’ when they bring up lil aim
the way we did that boy, maybe change that boy name
really babylife vamp, this a dangerous game
juglizz, just stop that b+tching, catch your man, stop doing that dissing
talking about the mob, n+gga ain’t playing, i go to war with any henchman
ain’t got nun to lose my n+gga, on god, i go risk it
and it’s two guns up, i do that job in a jiffy
spazz n+gga, hmm, ima’ go spazz n+gga
i do that job hmm, and do that dash yah
these b+tches mad as f+ck, walk to the bank and laugh, hah
and these n+ggas scared as f+ck, and they scared of gun sounds
[verse 2: osamason]
hop out, draco pop him, then slime come ’round
p+ssy n+ggas broke as f+ck, ain’t got no funds how?
h+lla sticks up in the trap, how many guns now?
put yo+ put your stick up, or you get gunned down
hol’ up, i don’t like how you looking
i’m not a k!ller but don’t push me
highspeeds in a jiffy
cannot go back, i’m still pushing
thumbing’ through these hunnid’ racks
tell your mans get his bands up
bad b+tch want me to f+ck her, what a fan, yeah
arp leave him in a room, like pick your mans up
f+ck security, i came in with that blam tucked, yeah
slime tryna land sum’, in a lamb truck
cream soda full of lean, pour my mans up
three phones, i don’t f+cking answer, yeah
f+ck a couple ho, imma hang up
h+lla sticks in this b+tch, we gone rob the bank up
[chorus: glokk40spaz]
i’m on frontline, with that glock+19
gotta go hit that l!ck, i got adhd
these n+gga d+ckriding, be on every screen
i can’t see that money, i squint like chinese
fifty ball on me, ya boy got sesame seed
fifty round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed
watch him bleeding
make him lean
face+card good, when i’m in your hood
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