Glock in da Road

I'm watching the clock and I can't even tell what type timin you on
I had to put you on DND, just stop calling my phone
I put an 8th in a blunt when I feel like you right and I'm wrong
Why the fuck you keep throwing me all of these signs I ain't on the road
Trapping hard from the night to the morning Tripping bad cause I ain't coming home
I'm tired of feeling I gotta be gone I popped a perc got me out of my zone
You ain't the first, you my lady fasho
I miss your fragrance, you missed the cologne
Ain't in my feelings, I'm riding alone With you I'm safe like a Glock in my coat
Bae stop the car, its a Glock in the road (Bae stop the car, its a Glock in the road)
Bae stop the car, it's a Glock in the road

I say I love you, you feel like I don't
Bae start the car, is you ready to go
I got some shit on my chest that I been had
to say But I feel like we been here before
I got some shit on my chest, if I get disrespected You die and I put that on bro
I put a pussy to rest, if he talk out his neck aim high I ain't hitting em low
I swear her pussy the best
I told Luh Shawty get naked
She think I'm here for the sex
She got that shit from her best friend
I say that shit with my chest
32 round on the tech
I'll go pull out a check
Then we go slide in the vet
We can go get high to the sky if we ain't ready yet
Chopper on my side and he gon' die if he ain't hear me yet
Robbery at your life, I want your heart and I'm like give me that

I'm watching the clock and I can't even tell what type timin you on
I had to put you on DND, just stop calling my phone
I put an 8th in the blunt when I feel like you right and I'm wrong
Why the fuck you keep throwing me all of these signs I ain't on the road
Trapping hard from the night to the morning Tripping bad cause I ain't coming home
I'm tired of feeling I gotta be gone
I popped a perc, got me out of my zone
You ain't the first, you my lady fasho
I miss your fragrance, you miss the cologne
Ain't in my feelings, I'm riding alone With you on safe like a glock in my coat
Bae stop the car, it's a glock in the road



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Writer(s): Lequan Pratt
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