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roadrunner glockboyz tez - what i needed lyrics

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[intro]
that sh+t hard, bro

[chorus]
ayy, hmm
this what i needed
glock 27 pocket rocket what i needed
got some bodies that’ll drop for me, that’s what i needed
every time i catch a gun case, i be speedin’
i know how much i’m worth, b+tch, i need at least a mil’
who ain’t litter, but he left his favorite rapper in the field
he be lettin’ opps slide, he don’t—
he be lettin’ opps slide, he don’t care about this sh+t for real

[verse]
we in the striker, what the f+ck you got your phone in here for?
yeah, you had the right trick, you had the wrong n+gga, though
hе a trackstar, i know he gon’ run (four flat), i know he gon’ run (four flat)
i know he gon’ run whеn i blow
i don’t even feel like i’m a motherf+ckin’ rapper
they want me and what’s her name to do a song, i’m like, “never”
yeah, them n+ggas rap good, but the glockboyz better
fat booties cool, but them lil’ booties matter
i don’t think he like that, i think he a wannabe
i see everybody but them n+ggas i wanna see
everybody in my should’ve boughts
everybody in my should’ve boughts, ain’t n0body under me
we’ve been spinnin’ blocks all day, i’m talkin’ ’bout
all day nonstop, all day, east to west
this the key to your b+tch, this the key to the striker
these the keys to the city, these the keys to the ‘vette
you move millitant, they gon’ make us leave through the back, n+gga
i was done for a minute, now i’m back, n+gga
ain’t sh+t changed, though, i still hate fat n+ggas
and i don’t bang boston richey no more ’cause he a rat, n+gga
hmm, yeah, it’s like that
when y’all call my phone back to back, i don’t like that
we in the striker, this a sp+ceship, it got hijacked
sittin’ on this drop for so long, we spent the night in it
[chorus]
ayy, hmm
this what i needed
glock 27 pocket rocket what i needed
got some bodies that’ll drop for me, that’s what i needed
every time i catch a gun case, i be speedin’
i know how much i’m worth, b+tch, i need at least a mil’
who ain’t litter, but he left his favorite rapper in the field
he be lettin’ opps slide, he don’t care ’bout it
he be lettin’ opps slide, he don’t care about this sh+t for real, n+gga



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