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yung drops - glock lyrics

[chorus – mr drops]
i always hit my shot (pow pow)
run up with the glock (yah)
she said she wanna f-ck (f-ck)
i got busy c-ck
b-tch, only time we run (what!)
if there is a cop (okay)
if you wanna talk, b-tch
pull up on the block
on my block with the glock
pull up on my block, on my block with the glock
pull up on my block, on my block with the glock
pull up on the block, on my block with the glock
pull up on my block

[pre-verse – mr drops]
1,2,3,5,4
man i pull it up with the sad song
i ain’t a gangster, never had a gun in my household
lil b-tch tryna clap it up
no drugs, no double cup
but if still i call my mans, they go back back back back it up

[verse – yung jizzy]
back it up, back it up, 123
make a b-tch really wanna f-ck on me
rap god, not devil, no h-rns on me
murder this beat, call the cops on me
four inch rims and the house on the lake
we link up but she think it’s a date
mowing the lawn tryna murder these snakes
yung drops, but where is jake
don’t give a f-ck, man, we innovate
you adlib on an 808
got those numbers you try to inflate
but your main b-tch gotta translate
the alternate, you advocate, acclimate
more money so we decorate
and celebrate with b-tches on the new estate
fabricate the lies all around your name
she just wanna check, check, check, check it up
chug jug, but they mix it up like double cup
f-cked up, field by the music off the dubs
she just wanna check, check, check, check it up
because you know that

[chorus – mr drops/yung jizzy]
i always hit my shot (shot)
run up with the glock (glock)
she said she wanna f-ck
i got busy c-ck (busy c-ck)
b-tch, only time we run
if there is a cop
if you wanna talk, b-tch
pull up on the block (pull up on my block, on my block)
on my block with the glock
pull up on my block, on my block with the glock
pull up on my block, on my block with the glock
pull up on the block, on my block with the glock
pull up on my block

[verse 2 – yung jizzy/mr drops]
i think she gon’ let me spend my bands, though
lil freaky b-tch, she just be popping xans though
i just want her wrapped around my hands though
liked her but now i left her in friend zone

[verse 3 – yung jizzy]
aye, rolling the layup, f-ck you on a day off, she working on me like it’s cardio
get it and mixed, migos, i ain’t quavo so where the f-ck is my cardi though
every night, she taking my life like she can’t get over me
hop in ghost with me

[verse 4 – mr drops]
he think he really is a gangster
why don’t you come up and just have a talk
because he really got no f-cking b-lls and if he doesn’t, he gonna get mopped
they pulling up with 20 guys and they look in his eyes and they tell him to stop
that’s why your girl f-cks with me, sucking my d-ck cause my names mr drops

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