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forgot my manners - glokk40spaz lyrics

[intro]
yah, you know what the f*ck mobbin’
bl sh*t man, 3rd world sh*t
free jugliz man, my reflection
(chapo), chapo, yeah (hrr)

[chorus]
excuse me, b*tch, i forgot my manners
he think he a loose screw, walk out the house, flathead and a hammer
you don’t know what i’ll do to you?, you can just go ask the last n*gga that was walkin’ on camera (on god)
huh, i grew up robbin’, ian gon’ cap, i never believed in santa (h*ll nah)
i grew up poppin’ my sh*t and g*ngb*ngin’ right in atlanta (atlanta)
it ain’t my fault, grew up on the southside f*cked up [?]
i wouldn’t even lie to you, all them b*tches ya’ll cuffin’, we done ran ’em
talkin’ ’bout lil’ glokk, trigger spammin’
sumo locked up, i’m like “dammit”
n*gga wan’ smoke?, h3llboy, rap ’em

[verse]
call up babysolid, i call that boy “batman”
don’t even ask about, you gon’ see ’em soon, man that young n*gga be where i’m at man
they like “spaz, chill”, they call me “chan”
50 round drum, when i’m with the band
switches on the glock when i’m with the clan
ian never told, ian never ran, ‘fore i was locked up i was my own man
when i got locked up, i thought ’bout stabbin’ him (eugh)
we be gettin’ off, got different tactics (eugh)
talm bout “lil von”, n*gga ask him
i’ll crashout, on god, if i lose my passion
ian trippin, rob the plug on west end
sn*tch that boy pack, one hand, odell beckham
i f*cked up and said she my bestie
i f*cked up her head, she get messy
hop in a car, let’s slide, i’m ready
f*ck that bolo, i tell the police to do they job, come catch me
tryna blow some sh*t up like [?]
i’m tryna get rich as f*ck, take the plug off in a brand new tesla
this b*tch, she trick me, that hoe just the devil, i wish i had never met her
we got bodies droppin’ like chicken feathers
this the mobb, n*gga, we got real steppas
keep my distance, yall get real jealous
feel the backdoor, i can smell the envy
know my hood black holes, and new balenci’
let’s just spray that b*tch down, know every exit
i’ll k!ll anyone, who gon’ send the message (p*ssy)
[chorus]
excuse me, b*tch, i forgot my manners
he think he a loose screw, walk out the house, flathead and a hammer
you don’t know what i’ll do to you?, you can just go ask the last n*gga that was walkin’ on camera (on god)
huh, i grew up robbin’, ian gon’ cap, i never believed in santa (h*ll nah)
i grew up poppin’ my sh*t and g*ngb*ngin’ right in atlanta (atlanta)
it ain’t my fault, grew up on the southside f*cked up [?]
i wouldn’t even lie to you, all them b*tches ya’ll cuffin’, we done ran ’em
talkin’ ’bout lil’ glokk, trigger spammin’
sumo locked up, i’m like “dammit”
n*gga wan’ smoke?, h3llboy, rap ’em (rap ’em)

- glokk40spaz lyrics

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