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speak to my glock - young olt lyrics

[hook]
i ran up these racks now i’m feeling like big
she a cannibal b*tch, she gon’ swallow my kids
uh uh, h*ll no b*tch can’t get a kiss
you gon’ hit her with love, i’ma hit her with d*ck
i’ll lay a n*gga down and he don’t need a bed
iced out watch, sh*t costed me a crib
big ass glock finna take off his head
speak to my glock, i don’t speak to the feds

[verse]
told the n*gga meet me at 5
slide with the 4*5
piped up, b*tch n*gga don’t not try
if he do, then he get hit with the fye
he catch a shot up at his eye
we ain’t playing, we gon’ put him in the sky
hol up, hol up, hol up
hol up, hol up, hol up
where did i put that brick?
nah, where did i put that stick?
oh sh*t, that stick on my mu’f*cking hip
oh sh*t n*gga, i ran a train on yo b*tch
oh sh*t n*gga, .223 bullеts gon’ spit
oh sh*t n*gga, hollow tip flipping ya whip
oh sh*t, oh sh*t, oh sh*t
i’m the sh*t
pull up start hitting, this sh*t can be more than rap
why hе fold under pressure, this glock finna fold him back
b*tch i’m throwing bullets at these n*ggas like a quarterback
run off with yo sh*t, you won’t even get a quarter back
[hook]
i ran up these racks now i’m feeling like big
she a cannibal b*tch, she gon’ swallow my kids
uh uh, h*ll no b*tch can’t get a kiss
you gon’ hit her with love, i’ma hit her with d*ck
i’ll lay a n*gga down and he don’t need a bed
iced out watch, sh*t costed me a crib
big ass glock finna take off his head
speak to my glock, i don’t speak to the feds

- young olt lyrics

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