Drum on a Glock

Why u sleepin it's on lock
Get a drum on a glock
Bought that shit, trackhawk truck
U wanna find me need some luck
Yo shit burns, like cognac
Say some dumb, u get whacked
Green my bag, it is packed
Dropped my phone, it's now cracked
U got a bag, i might rob it
U so loud, until my mob hit
Need some vacation i'm in split
In croatia brand new fit
Bitch get mad bought her fendi
Fucked her good she so bendy
This blow up, i get trendy
Everybody now is so friendly
U want cash? nah, u get nothin'
U get trashed, yah, why u bluffin'
Its so dumb, bruh, brand new rolly
Hundred drum, booh, holly molly
Fit so fresh, i impress, owens kicks, brand new sticks
Vvs vvs, kiss ya lips, shake ya hips
I'm on go, five below, need a bev, can't forget
U don't know, hit da flow, drop a rev, that's a bet
Why u sleepin' it's on lock
Get a drum on a glock
Bought that shit, trackhawk truck
U wanna find me, need some luck
Yo shit burns, like cognac
Say some dumb, you get whacked
Green my bag, it is packed
Dropped my phone, it's now cracked
Cracked my phone on the floor
Cracked my phone on the floor
Need a band get some more
U a fan i'm on go
Check the stats up onfront
Need to chill smoke a blunt
Hunter x hunter i go hunt
Military battlefront
Why u sleepin it's on lock
Get a drum on a glock
Bought that shit, trackhawk truck
U wanna find me, need some luck
Yo shit burns, like cognac
Say some dumb, you get whacked
Green my bag, it is packed
Dropped my phone, it's now cracked



Credits
Writer(s): Noah Mario Gebert
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