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bankroll - glokk40spaz & osamason lyrics

[intro: glokk40spaz]
woah, huh
baby woah (baby woah, baby woah, baby woah)
(baby woah, baby woah, baby woah, baby woah)

[verse 1: osamason]
yeah, we gon’ beat that
yeah, ion’ think you mean that
[?], got a bad boojie b*tch wearin’ mean ass
p*ss and triss ion’ lean back, lil trackhawk make ’em lean back
i was just counting up mean bags
hunnid’s, fiftie’s, count up, hunnid’s, fiftie’s
i don’ know who f*ckin’ with me, but i got my glock tucked
we just hit the spot, tell that hoe, “i’m not there”
we got more shots than a free throw, b*big ass spot full of freak hoes
more cash than a casino, p*pop that sh*t for a free though

[refrain: glokk40spaz]
[?] b*tch on a pillow
roll that boy out, armadillo
pour that wock up and they sippin’ on purple
glock, hit ’em and burn ’em
boy, i ain’ never been nervous
i’m off the perc, ion’ know which one you workin’
lil’ glokk hit that l!ck, took the ski mask off, turban
[?] b*tch on a pillow
roll that boy out, armadillo
pour that wock up and they sippin’ on purple
glock, hit ’em and burn ’em
boy, i ain’ never been nervous
i’m off the perc, ion’ know which one you workin’
lil’ glokk hit that l!ck, took the ski mask off, turban
[verse 2: glokk40spaz]
[?] big ass glock with that gang, you know i don’t live right
n*gga keep talkin’ that godd*mn gang sh*t, know i’m going to pop mine
holdin’ my last pistol and the soda, it hold the size of a glock 9
and buddy i know that you f*ckin’ told, can’t be ’round me, n*gga stop lying
[?] two times, .762 f*ckin’ headline
.556 got hang time, bust some right now you hear some gun sounds
we can’t have no real perc or shot with the mug
i just dropped no good tec, [?] why the plug got a call up
buddy, stop acting like your like me, buddy your b*tch ass soft
and it’s a $800 fit that i got on, the lil’ sh*t cost
[?] my godd*mn fit, when i walk, all i do is just talk
cartier boy, [?] he thought it was sweet, his ass get watched off
it’s the mug, baby life, srt he on the road block
[?]
why he just jam his glock, i won’t go for nothing
also the stick gotta stop, n*gga ain’t did nun’ too me
all this cap sh*t gotta stop, b*tch keep lookin’ at my phone
know i gotta keep this sh*t locked

[chorus: osamason]
i’m with baby woah and we counting up bankroll
l*lettin’ off shots with kel, .56 make your face go
slime let you off for the mail, all we get is queso
n*gga know we can fail, we gon’ beat that
i’m with baby woah and we counting up bankroll
l*lettin’ off shots with kel, .56 make your face go
slime let you off for the mail, all we get is queso
n*gga know we can fail, we gon’ beat that

- glokk40spaz osamason lyrics

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