fix all my problems - glokk40spaz lyrics
[intro]
(2wo2imes couldn’t give a d*mn)
[chorus]
tell them stop playing with the mob
i was the one taught them young n*ggas how to go rob
ankle monitor on when i walk in my job
get behind them when i hop in that dodge
i’m pullin’ up, n*gga i’m on the roster
n*gga know he cappin’, n*gga you an imposter
yeah, i’m the one that they pay, the top shotta
draco’s the error to fixing my problems
[verse]
smokin’ exotic, i think it’s peach cobbler
playin’ with the gang and you n*ggas get slaughtered
i call up lil bro and they catch him on the marta
i’m the real oso and i’m hitting my targets
get your racks up, why you watching me?
n*gga keep talking crazy but he dodging me
catch that boy lacking, i put him on fox
stop the rap cap, you don’t shoot like no jock
i’m on boulevard, i’ma serve him some rock
these n*ggas know they dead, doc
catching them lacking, man i draw the plot
i press the b*tton to start up the car
got out the jam and this sh*t going north
got out a jam and i hopped in the porsche
locked up fifth floor and i tried him in court
play with bl then these n*ggas get tortured
[chorus]
tell them stop playing with the mob
i was the one taught them young n*ggas how to go rob
ankle monitor on when i walk in my job
get behind them when i hop in that dodge
i’m pullin’ up, n*gga i’m on the roster
n*gga know he cappin’, n*gga you an imposter
yeah, i’m the one that they pay, the top shotta
draco’s the error to fixing my problems
[verse]
yeah i’m so cold, yeah i’m free
b*tch bad, i think she chinese
i ain’t playing, i walk on the beat
i push the b*tton then press and delete
n*gga i ain’t no p*ssy, you could do that with me
we do the backdoor, n*gga ain’t foolin’ me
i’ma knock the boy, give him a three piece
glock 17 when i was eighteen
n*ggas ain’t talking ’bout nothing
on god, you know that i’m doing my job for real
i’m standing on business
i’m thanking god that i ain’t go appeal, they think my lawyer some g*nius
baby life ski by my face when i walk with the beanie
i get the f*ck off, these n*ggas ain’t see me
this on god, you could call me john cena
[chorus]
tell them stop playing with the mob
i was the one taught them young n*ggas how to go rob
ankle monitor on when i walk in my job
get behind them when i hop in that dodge
i’m pullin’ up, n*gga i’m on the roster
n*gga know he cappin’, n*gga you an imposter
yeah, i’m the one that they pay, the top shotta
draco’s the error to fixing my problems
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