glocky - jahhlu lyrics
[verse 1: midwxst]
work (work it) work (work)
we put a hole in his shirt
pop, pop, (i love you benji)
yeah we pop that boy like a perc
choppa gon’ eat him like he was dessert (what?)
we gon’ creep on the block we gon’ lurk
can’t f*ck with the gang, gotta put in the work
we givin’ nirvana like my name was kurt
i’m crushing that n*gga like i am the (?)
in that big body benz, n*gga we finna swerve
you f*ck with the gang, you get put in the dirt
okay, i hit that lil’ b*tch from the side
i’m deep in the guts, hit that sh*t every night
got a glocky on me ’cause i don’t need to fight
got a glocky on me if you come in my sight
got a glocky on me ’cause we takin’ your lifе
got a glocky on me we gon’ shoot at your wife
got a glocky on mе if you really wanna try
got a glocky on me and it shootin’ that fire
b*tch i feel like a (?) we send him to the sky
finna pass it to jahh ’cause we geekin’ 2 slide
hold up, or is it geekin’ 2 spin?
[verse 2: jahhlu]
yeah, it’s geekin’ 2 spin
came in this b*tch, i’mma play for the win
she wanna f*ck told that ho “bring a friend”
walk in this b*tch, and i’m with my twin
hop in a whip b*tch we gon’ spin
shootin’ the chop’ at your chinny chin chin
all of these n*ggas be (?)
i been that n*gga that (?)
doors in the trap we gon’ shoot through the side door
keepin’ that canine on me like a cyborg
n*gga talk height but he (?) 5’4
if you gon’ lose, what the f*ck did you slide for?
i got a big .40 it gon’ get to bussin’
i got a big .40 get this sh*t (?)
i got a big .40 get the clip dumpin’
that n*gga shoot (?) at his m*ffin
[verse 3: midwxst]
we shot at his m*ffin ’cause that boy was bluffin’
know these toolies on me like this sh*t was no russian
i know that they tellin’ when they f*cking cuff them
.556, carve them like a pumpkin
whip that b*tch out, (?) we get to dumpin’
keep that 6, (?) we gon’ slump them
ar make that n*gga start crumplin’
put a hole in that n*gga like he will get dunkin’
(?) know we gon’ jump them
how you in there, but your ass still flunkin’?
how you in there, but you pull no b*tches?
how you in there, and not get sh*t for christmas?
finna pull out a k
n*ggas know where i stay
if you run up on me, you get k!lled in broad day
white shooter at that boy in the kkk
i’m runnin’ out of sh*t to say, say, say
f*ck it, but this sh*t come off of the dome
shoutout to faygo, hit him with the chrome
hit that boy with a stick, what the f*ck is a stone?
droppin’ these bars, and they high like a drone
stay with the (?) like i’m al capone
shoutout to twiki, know we born to pwn
we stuffin’ the blunts, what the f*ck is a cone?
that n*gga workin’ in auto d*mn zone
(?) on my own
still with my brothers though, that’s what we on
b*tch
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