Glock Play
I'd never flop on my nigga
Not the one to switch sides
I keep a mop pull the trigger
Hit your brains, your insides
And that's that guap getting bigger
That i know your bitch like
Ready to pop on a nigga talkin' shit he get fried
Hallway, we caught him in the hallway
Ball game, get shot like it's a ball game
He talk game, we knocked em out them Balmains
That glock spray, that motherfuckin' glock play
Niggas know that I be stayin' with heat
Got my wrist on fleek, I just bought a RT
Just thotted a bitch in a damn RV
And i got too rich, whats a car to me?
She a star to me, that I call barbie
At the hotel suite off all of the weed
You in a SUV you aint pulling up deep
We make LUV and she eating my skeet
This a drum on the ruger, nigga we dont do computer
Young rich shooter, shoutout Nudy im young rich shooter
When the AK kick from letting it rip
I pop like a zit, this ain't a damn skit
And the watch on my wrist cost more than your crib
Just saying how it is, young nigga from the 6ix
I'd never flop on my nigga
Not the one to switch sides
I keep a mop pull the trigger
Hit your brains, your insides
And that's that guap getting bigger
That i know your bitch like
Ready to pop on a nigga talkin' shit he get fried
Hallway, we caught him in the hallway
Ball game, get shot like it's a ball game
He talk game, we knocked em out them Balmains
That glock spray, that motherfuckin' glock play
Not the one to switch sides
I keep a mop pull the trigger
Hit your brains, your insides
And that's that guap getting bigger
That i know your bitch like
Ready to pop on a nigga talkin' shit he get fried
Hallway, we caught him in the hallway
Ball game, get shot like it's a ball game
He talk game, we knocked em out them Balmains
That glock spray, that motherfuckin' glock play
Niggas know that I be stayin' with heat
Got my wrist on fleek, I just bought a RT
Just thotted a bitch in a damn RV
And i got too rich, whats a car to me?
She a star to me, that I call barbie
At the hotel suite off all of the weed
You in a SUV you aint pulling up deep
We make LUV and she eating my skeet
This a drum on the ruger, nigga we dont do computer
Young rich shooter, shoutout Nudy im young rich shooter
When the AK kick from letting it rip
I pop like a zit, this ain't a damn skit
And the watch on my wrist cost more than your crib
Just saying how it is, young nigga from the 6ix
I'd never flop on my nigga
Not the one to switch sides
I keep a mop pull the trigger
Hit your brains, your insides
And that's that guap getting bigger
That i know your bitch like
Ready to pop on a nigga talkin' shit he get fried
Hallway, we caught him in the hallway
Ball game, get shot like it's a ball game
He talk game, we knocked em out them Balmains
That glock spray, that motherfuckin' glock play
Credits
Writer(s): 6ix Khidd
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