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decoy - glokk40spaz lyrics

[intro]
just got out of prison, ain’t nothin’ ’bout me jetson
switch on the drac’, or the diamonded out bezel
play with the mobb, then we shoot through his leather
blood on the floor and this sh*t look like ketchup

[verse]
huh, (blrr, blrr)
huh, whoa
glocks in the backseat, i’m driving the tesla
tell these p*ssy n*ggas stay home they extra’s
big ass pound and yall sell out the seven
diamond my necklace then i drop a gem
locked up, potna’s, they spin
lambo truck, now i’m switchin’ the v
locked up, p*ssy n*gga crabbin’ and stiff
n*gga, you a b*tch, stab my opp with a pencil
just got out of prison, ain’t nothin’ ’bout me jensen
switch on the drac’, or thе diamonded out bezel
play with thе mobb, then we shoot through his leather
blood on the floor and this sh*t look like ketchup
racks in my pocket, y’all n*ggas, playin’ catch up
50,000 and i’m goin’ back to la, 9,000 on clothes, i zelle it
huh, pack comin’ in, they mail it
10 letter mobb, then you know it’s free wicked
drac’ to his face, and they jump like cricket, glock in his face, burn his ass like a biscuit
wanna play with babylife?, but, it’s too risky
bad b*tch with me, she a video vixen
spendin’ addition, my money, it’s steep
h3llboy with me, he keep throwin’ up billy
n*ggas on the block with that drac’, we ain’t chillin’
b*tch, i’m the don, this the mobb, official
pull out your money, that b*tch get to giggling
go out of town with that glock, extradited a villain
yo’ b*tch ain’t nun’, b*tch, i take her to chili’s
do you really get money?, n*gga, like, really?
glock in my pants, and my glasses, they fendi
babylife, mobb sh*t, i’m trendin’, fifty round drum, it was 30, i extended it banana clip on the drac’, i’m peelin’
mobb sh*t, boy, you ain’t no k!ller
i’m mad as f*ck, they locked my n*gga
locked up, eatin’ ramen noodles on christmas
[verse 2]
vamps outside, yeah, black g*ride
yo’ b*tch, she love d*ck, she ride
you mad ’bout yo’ b*tch, you cryin’
i would’ve just knocked yo’ ass off that in mine
these n*ggas p*ssy lil’ b*tch i’m the giant
why you gotta glock?, and lil’ bro took yo’ nine
call up j*money right now, cause you talkin’ about you shinin’
huh, f*ckin’ yo’ b*tch and i’m breakin’ her spine
.76, n*gga, i ain’t droppin’ no dime
seen you was a b*tch n*gga through the grapevine
brudda, they pull out the scr*p, you ain’t finna take mine, huh
free dime, re*eight time, hold up, they watchin’, they lurkin’, they spyin’
locked in my cell and sometime i would cry
i went to prison, but i’d rather had died
new glock 40, i pre*ordered this fye
big*ass bullet, we gon’ let the bih’ fly
take the plug down just to see my shoes shine
ski mask, all black, no akon
you gotta problem?, p*ssy n*gga, say sum’
caught ’em downbad with that drac’, they done
mobb sh*t, you know it’s 2love
no, i don’t wanna f*ck them, none of them above
know i seen the opp, pull the glock out, crunched
been in the street, man, ain’ pullin’ no stunts
play with this fye’, n*gga, do you got guts?
ain’t gon’ say it too many times, just one
n*gga want the smoke, it’s some weed in the joint
whole gang playin’ with the hoe like a toy
glock got a d*ck, would’ve thought it was a boy
would’ve trust the b*tch, but the hoe ain’t loyal
drac’ eat his face like a seafood boil
i’m on that f*ck sh*t, i step on they joy
we need them sticks in here, n*gga, deploy
i’m rich as f*ck, i’m self*employed
she bad as f*ck, she the decoy

- glokk40spaz lyrics

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