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young olt - speak to my glock lyrics

[hook]
i ran up these racks now i’m feeling like big
she a cannibal b+tch, she gon’ swallow my kids
uh uh, h+ll no b+tch can’t get a kiss
you gon’ hit her with love, i’ma hit her with d+ck
i’ll lay a n+gga down and he don’t need a bed
iced out watch, sh+t costed me a crib
big ass glock finna take off his head
speak to my glock, i don’t speak to the feds

[verse]
told the n+gga meet me at 5
slide with the 4+5
piped up, b+tch n+gga don’t not try
if he do, then he get hit with the fye
he catch a shot up at his eye
we ain’t playing, we gon’ put him in the sky
hol up, hol up, hol up
hol up, hol up, hol up
where did i put that brick?
nah, where did i put that stick?
oh sh+t, that stick on my mu’f+cking hip
oh sh+t n+gga, i ran a train on yo b+tch
oh sh+t n+gga, .223 bullеts gon’ spit
oh sh+t n+gga, hollow tip flipping ya whip
oh sh+t, oh sh+t, oh sh+t
i’m the sh+t
pull up start hitting, this sh+t can be more than rap
why hе fold under pressure, this glock finna fold him back
b+tch i’m throwing bullets at these n+ggas like a quarterback
run off with yo sh+t, you won’t even get a quarter back
[hook]
i ran up these racks now i’m feeling like big
she a cannibal b+tch, she gon’ swallow my kids
uh uh, h+ll no b+tch can’t get a kiss
you gon’ hit her with love, i’ma hit her with d+ck
i’ll lay a n+gga down and he don’t need a bed
iced out watch, sh+t costed me a crib
big ass glock finna take off his head
speak to my glock, i don’t speak to the feds

- young olt lyrics

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