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lil andi - glock on my cock lyrics

[intro]
glock on my c-ck yuh
(thirty-two)
hey that’s lit!

[chorus]
glock on my c-ck
only let it pop
when the b-ss drop
don’t talk if you won’t walk
my name boulder like the rock
your b-tch smell like a dirty sock yea
don’t make me mop the floor
with your -ss i come up first
you drop out dead last
you in the past like a rod i cast yea
up in cali havin a blast
i smoke that gas
entertainment for the m-ss
speed up in my range
won’t let em’ p-ss
too fast, might crash
you nasty, got a rash
i be countin’ dat’ cash
melissa carthy p-ss the mash, snl

[verse 1]
i be doin’ well
made it outta h-ll
wait til’ you hear the bell
like my sh-t sell
you a f-ck
you done fail
your b-tch kiss me then tell
your keenan and kell
nickelodean, cambodian
out in the water
can’t boat again
jet ski, palm tree
we in america we all free
just wait you gon’ see
my d-ck got t–th that rip your mouth off
suck my d-ck so i don’t have to go and f-cking jack off

[verse 2]
i’m on my grind
yea i don’t ever slack off
time for your physical
give a doc a hard c-ck
actin’ like your hard but
boy you d-mn soft
it’s about time that i go and
f-cking board my plane yea
one way flight to f-ckin l.a. yea
feelin good your boy just got f-cking paid yea
now to get made yea
throwin’ some shade yea
makin sure my legacy don’t ever fade yea
i can never be tamed yea
self aware i can’t be stopped

[verse 3]
don’t even try b-tch or you’ll get dropped
pull out my glock c-ck and you get popped
boy this floor looks like it really needs mopped
your b-tch called me she said i must be top
look at the new watch that i just f-ckin copped
that’s a whole life savings boy you get bopped
goin’ 190 i can’t ever get clocked
put your -ss on the cutting board and you get chopped
i fly high ain’t ever f-ckin been flopped yea

[chorus]
glock on my c-ck
only let it pop
when the b-ss drop
don’t talk if you won’t walk
my name boulder like the rock
your b-tch smell like a dirty sock
don’t make me mop the floor
with your -ss i come up first
you drop out dead last yea
you in the past like a rod i cast
up in cali havin a blast
i smoke that gas
entertainment for the m-ss
speed up in my range
won’t let em’ p-ss
too fast, might crash
you nasty, got a rash
i be countin’ dat’ cash
melissa carthy p-ss the mash
yuh

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