Glocks - Remix
It's a Leek a leek Banga
It's a Leek a leek Banga
We don't call cops nigga, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking nigga, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
We don't call no cops nigga, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking nigga, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
Nine milli niggas bitch, we don't fuck around
Fuck around with me and zay he might just gun you down
When you see that nigga juan better duck down
Anybody fuck with me, he gon bust em down
Bust em, bust em, that chopper hold a hundred
Nine milli niggas really got the opps running
Only time we run from something is if the cops comin
All these fucking rifles not the types we fucking huntin
AR's, AK's, fully automatic Glocks
I'm a chubby nigga, my gun ain't need no fucking stock
I just spent five hundred on my fucking Glock
You ain't really want no problems so just fucking stop
We don't call cops nigga, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking nigga, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
We don't call cops nigga, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking nigga, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
Niggas bitches and they hoes and it really shows
I call up bro, kick a doe, niggas hit the floor
I hit him twice, he kept moving so we gave him more
That nigga tried to run from me, but he ran too slow
And I ain't linking with no bitches, they some setup hoes
Every time I ride around, ride with seven poles
That's seven demons, seven steamers, so that's seven skulls
Niggas dissing on the O, we take like seven souls
You want smoke, we want smoke, but keep it on the low
My nigga slide through, we glide through, we get you gone
When we ride, bitch you die, bitches high go
You want smoke with me and the gang, nigga let me know
We don't call cops niggas, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking niggas, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
We don't call cops niggas, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking niggas, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
So, Glock 17, clear the whole fucking scene I'm not a mass shooter, but you know what
the fuck I mean Fuck up, NLA, they a wack team
Just got a new Glock with a red beam You get interrogated and spill the beans
You the type to tell on your whole fucking team
Pussy bitch, pussy bitch, you a pussy bitch Glock 17 with a fucking switch
This ain't what you want, you don't want this This ain't what you want, Glock 17 with a
30 clip, ayy
We don't call cops, nigga, cause we got Glocks And we don't do no talking, nigga cause we
got Glocks Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass a chalk dead
We don't call cops, nigga, cause we got Glocks and we don't do no talking, nigga cause we
got Glocks Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass a chalk dead
Yeah, nigga, 9mm Glock boys, nigga We got Rugas too, full of shooters too
9mm Gang
It's a Leek a leek Banga
We don't call cops nigga, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking nigga, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
We don't call no cops nigga, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking nigga, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
Nine milli niggas bitch, we don't fuck around
Fuck around with me and zay he might just gun you down
When you see that nigga juan better duck down
Anybody fuck with me, he gon bust em down
Bust em, bust em, that chopper hold a hundred
Nine milli niggas really got the opps running
Only time we run from something is if the cops comin
All these fucking rifles not the types we fucking huntin
AR's, AK's, fully automatic Glocks
I'm a chubby nigga, my gun ain't need no fucking stock
I just spent five hundred on my fucking Glock
You ain't really want no problems so just fucking stop
We don't call cops nigga, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking nigga, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
We don't call cops nigga, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking nigga, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
Niggas bitches and they hoes and it really shows
I call up bro, kick a doe, niggas hit the floor
I hit him twice, he kept moving so we gave him more
That nigga tried to run from me, but he ran too slow
And I ain't linking with no bitches, they some setup hoes
Every time I ride around, ride with seven poles
That's seven demons, seven steamers, so that's seven skulls
Niggas dissing on the O, we take like seven souls
You want smoke, we want smoke, but keep it on the low
My nigga slide through, we glide through, we get you gone
When we ride, bitch you die, bitches high go
You want smoke with me and the gang, nigga let me know
We don't call cops niggas, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking niggas, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
We don't call cops niggas, cause we got Glocks
And we don't do no talking niggas, cause we got Glocks
Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass in chalk
So, Glock 17, clear the whole fucking scene I'm not a mass shooter, but you know what
the fuck I mean Fuck up, NLA, they a wack team
Just got a new Glock with a red beam You get interrogated and spill the beans
You the type to tell on your whole fucking team
Pussy bitch, pussy bitch, you a pussy bitch Glock 17 with a fucking switch
This ain't what you want, you don't want this This ain't what you want, Glock 17 with a
30 clip, ayy
We don't call cops, nigga, cause we got Glocks And we don't do no talking, nigga cause we
got Glocks Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass a chalk dead
We don't call cops, nigga, cause we got Glocks and we don't do no talking, nigga cause we
got Glocks Glock 19 with a motherfucking mop
Let a nigga try me, I'll leave his ass a chalk dead
Yeah, nigga, 9mm Glock boys, nigga We got Rugas too, full of shooters too
9mm Gang
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Writer(s): Jay Benjamin
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