Where Yo Glock
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
How you flexing all them guns but nigga you ain't really shooting back
Wolfing up on the net claiming you done this and that
Slide up on yo bitch nigga running straight through her tracks
Foe slide up on you nigga running all yo straps
Walk up in the club smelling like i'm pumping gas
Told that nigga i'm a trap nigga its fuck yo flag
Told that shorty no relationship that shit don't last
After I nut no jimmy neutron but i gotta blast
Yuh wassup gansta
While you up on the net i roll a wood then ima face it
These big backwoods wash it down wit crown said fuck a chaser
These hoes still tryna fuck knowing they ass still got replacements
Told that nigga he ain't street but he hella sweet
In the dark my diamonds bling make it clear to see
Never scared of no nigga who bleed just how i bleed
Y'all caught up in the feds and rat is what y'all niggas plea
Pop out on a opp dump the glock then leave the scene
Pop back to the block like what happened explain to me
When that xd pop off it make yo ear ring
He said he packing heat but he got burnt like 3rd degree
Never leave the crib without one up in my piece
I fucked that bitch now she complementing my techniques
She said she love me kicked that bitch straight to the street
She said she really want me that hoe pussy really weak
If a nigga ever try and rock me ima rock back
If a nigga ever try and pop me ima pop back
Bring a knife to a gunfight like where yo glock at
Knock a nigga off his top like where yo top at
Grab yo glock and you shake bitch you got no ranged
just show off don't pop off bitch you use it for display
don't got time for games we sending him to the grave
Serve just hit my phone I gotta go make this play
What you really bout dump it til i'm really out
Shh don't make a sound we really don't play around
Streets is my spouse Streets is what i vowed
Better stand yo ground where i'm from you ain't allowed
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
How you flexing all them guns but nigga you ain't really shooting back
Wolfing up on the net claiming you done this and that
Slide up on yo bitch nigga running straight through her tracks
Foe slide up on you nigga running all yo straps
Walk up in the club smelling like i'm pumping gas
Told that nigga i'm a trap nigga its fuck yo flag
Told that shorty no relationship that shit don't last
After I nut no jimmy neutron but i gotta blast
Yuh wassup gansta
While you up on the net i roll a wood then ima face it
These big backwoods wash it down wit crown said fuck a chaser
These hoes still tryna fuck knowing they ass still got replacements
Told that nigga he ain't street but he hella sweet
In the dark my diamonds bling make it clear to see
Never scared of no nigga who bleed just how i bleed
Y'all caught up in the feds and rat is what y'all niggas plea
Pop out on a opp dump the glock then leave the scene
Pop back to the block like what happened explain to me
When that xd pop off it make yo ear ring
He said he packing heat but he got burnt like 3rd degree
Never leave the crib without one up in my piece
I fucked that bitch now she complementing my techniques
She said she love me kicked that bitch straight to the street
She said she really want me that hoe pussy really weak
If a nigga ever try and rock me ima rock back
If a nigga ever try and pop me ima pop back
Bring a knife to a gunfight like where yo glock at
Knock a nigga off his top like where yo top at
Grab yo glock and you shake bitch you got no ranged
just show off don't pop off bitch you use it for display
don't got time for games we sending him to the grave
Serve just hit my phone I gotta go make this play
What you really bout dump it til i'm really out
Shh don't make a sound we really don't play around
Streets is my spouse Streets is what i vowed
Better stand yo ground where i'm from you ain't allowed
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
Where yo glock at nigga
Where yo glock at
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Writer(s): Devon Goodridge
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