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ryn glock - gucci flu lyrics

{intro}
“ab, you suck”

{verse 1: ryn glock}
sh+shorty what’s the deal
what you tryna do
yeah my hunneds’ blue
i think i got the flu
smoking all this dope
i can’t see you
yeah my diamonds yellow
call them pikachu
got a glock pointed at you, yeah
chillin’ with my crew
coppin’ designer shoes
knock that n+gga out, i think i hit snooze
be+beat her p+ssy up, they said it was abuse
she asking all these questions
like if she kahoot
i got gucci boots
yeah my n+ggas shoot
gas tank just like toot
all designer suit, shorty kind’ cute
fu+f+cking all these broads
takin off they bras
got them jordan kaws
breaking all the laws
she said she loved my flaws
diamonds heavy rocks
b+tch i got a glock
pull up on your block, pull up on your block
sending all these shots, rata+ta+ta+ta
f+cking on yo b+tch yeah, hol’ on
put his body in a ditch, hol’ on
flee the scene, i ain’t even know
(who was that, think that was your bro)
{verse 2: ryn abvert}
pu+pull up in a droptop with yo b+tch, yeah (aye, turn the f+ck up)
i don’t love no girl except my mama, on god (facts)
yeah, i don’t trust n0body except my brother, that glock
and if you got a problem pull up, show you what i got
cus’ i been countin’ it up and runnin’ it up
won’t stop on my grind sorry tough luck
i’m getting my bucks, i’m paving my way
shut the f+ck up, don’t listen to what you say
f+ck your lil’ sorry hating ass, you a f+cking lame (ahh)
tryna make it to the stop grinding won’t stop, yeah
if i hit a l!ck best believe that bih’ locked
he say he don’t like me but he still listen to my songs
and for the record, i made this beat that’s why it’s so hard, yeah

{outro: ryn abvert}
and for the record, i made this beat that’s why it’s so hard, yeah

- ryn glock lyrics

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