Glock In My Ranchero

Accident on paper, suicide to the church
Pissing in your waders, comin for you first
Not built for now
Not built for later
All you'll know is hurt

Hey hey what do you say
How many kids have to die today
Hey hey what do you say
Got a Glock in my ranchero stay the fuck up out my way

Accident turned deadly, how is this for hurt?
Shittin in your waders, waffle stomp you first!
A dead fucker now
A dead fucker later
This is all you're worth

Hey hey what do you say
How many kids have to die today
Hey hey what do you say
Got a Glock in my ranchero stay the fuck up out my way

I really want to, just bury your name
Close to getting away, but just out of range
So I'll carry on just playing my game
Fuck your shit up, the end of your days

Hey hey what do you *clap clap*
How many kids have to die today
Hey hey what do you say
Got a Glock in my ranchero stay the fuck up out my way



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