Glock Freestyle
Money power respect bitch you can die bout the lesser
Hollow tips leave you bloated like the nutty professor
Glock in the dresser I'm ready to die I'll shoot at whoever
Shoot from his head to his thighs now go call him a stretcher
Look a nigga dead in the eyes I'm a dead eye
That red dot ain't gon spare guys
Roll him in jays no spare tires
My spare tires full of camp fires
And all you niggas pussy that's why your clique is full of dead guys
No leg shots just head shots fuck dead opps
Yeah yeah
Fill him with embalming fluid
They can't find the cause of death his body just ruined
We can run the hands yep until my knuckles is bruising
Lil bitch be choosing but she scared cause she know imma do him
Shit they know we into it
Went to court Know I ain't do it
Double cuppin sense a jit I like that syrup feeling
My drank got that aunt jemima not that pearl milling
I'm in court sipping you was in court squealing
Damn
Wild ass lil strippers leaving with me for like fifty a piece
These bitches was freaks for some cold Chinese
The brodies was sleep til the bitches with me
The bitches discreet I said what I say these bitches repeat.
Don't play with my bread you resting in peace
Still got them birds eleven a
Yeah
Eleven a piece
Money power respect bitch you can die bout the lesser
Hollow tips leave you bloated like the nutty professor
Glock in the dresser I'm ready to catch ya in traffic wherever
Shit can get hot like the desert and red like the devil
Hand on the Bible I'm willing to bless ya
Can not survive the way that I wet ya
Glock in the dresser I'm ready whenever
Met a lil bitch at work today perfect face
She looking like what's her name perfect shape
I'm still thinking bout what's her name but that's okay
My new bitch stayed Her new nigga played
I don't shoot blanks her nigga got spanked
Yeah
Smoke from the muzzle gold on the bezel
This shit off the muscle don't know what to tell you
Glock in the dresser I'm shooting wherever it's now or never
Watch what I tell ya
Ya boys gon fail ya
I'm ready for war I don't take shelter
Money power respect bitch you can die bout the lesser
Hollow tips leave you bloated like the nutty professor
Glock in the dresser I'm ready to die I'll shoot at whoever
Shoot from his head to his thighs now go call him a stretcher
Met a lil bitch at work today
She looking like what's her name
Perfect shape
Hollow tips leave you bloated like the nutty professor
Glock in the dresser I'm ready to die I'll shoot at whoever
Shoot from his head to his thighs now go call him a stretcher
Look a nigga dead in the eyes I'm a dead eye
That red dot ain't gon spare guys
Roll him in jays no spare tires
My spare tires full of camp fires
And all you niggas pussy that's why your clique is full of dead guys
No leg shots just head shots fuck dead opps
Yeah yeah
Fill him with embalming fluid
They can't find the cause of death his body just ruined
We can run the hands yep until my knuckles is bruising
Lil bitch be choosing but she scared cause she know imma do him
Shit they know we into it
Went to court Know I ain't do it
Double cuppin sense a jit I like that syrup feeling
My drank got that aunt jemima not that pearl milling
I'm in court sipping you was in court squealing
Damn
Wild ass lil strippers leaving with me for like fifty a piece
These bitches was freaks for some cold Chinese
The brodies was sleep til the bitches with me
The bitches discreet I said what I say these bitches repeat.
Don't play with my bread you resting in peace
Still got them birds eleven a
Yeah
Eleven a piece
Money power respect bitch you can die bout the lesser
Hollow tips leave you bloated like the nutty professor
Glock in the dresser I'm ready to catch ya in traffic wherever
Shit can get hot like the desert and red like the devil
Hand on the Bible I'm willing to bless ya
Can not survive the way that I wet ya
Glock in the dresser I'm ready whenever
Met a lil bitch at work today perfect face
She looking like what's her name perfect shape
I'm still thinking bout what's her name but that's okay
My new bitch stayed Her new nigga played
I don't shoot blanks her nigga got spanked
Yeah
Smoke from the muzzle gold on the bezel
This shit off the muscle don't know what to tell you
Glock in the dresser I'm shooting wherever it's now or never
Watch what I tell ya
Ya boys gon fail ya
I'm ready for war I don't take shelter
Money power respect bitch you can die bout the lesser
Hollow tips leave you bloated like the nutty professor
Glock in the dresser I'm ready to die I'll shoot at whoever
Shoot from his head to his thighs now go call him a stretcher
Met a lil bitch at work today
She looking like what's her name
Perfect shape
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Writer(s): Gregory Brockington
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