Ghost Glock Lyrics – TrulyDrako
Singer: TrulyDrako
Title: Ghost Glock
( Intro )
Damn rich made that?
Yeah
You’re not Truly Rich
Until your wealthy
Until not just your straight
Sipping on dirty that red
Your whole family’s straight
Put a f#ck n#gg# to bed
Everybody around you is alright
Sipping on dirty lean
Your whole gang is eating
Sipping on dirty sprite
Truly Rich
( Chorus )
I’m off a couple beans, sippin on dirty that red
I just been sippin on lean, it put a f#ck n#gg# to bed
All in my head I’m off of these meds keep seeing red
Ghost Glock might pack a punch no B,O three he dead
Looking for molly pass it to the fein
Lil baby just want me, Got this Prada all on my jeans
Got to get to the cheddar got to stack it up gotta get it by any means
Know my chief my gon bang
That keef no slang
Big reefer flames
To kill your fame
Kobe that Glock, Two K buss shots every time I shoot it’s green
Kkk f#ck n#gg#s like a slashеr I’m slashing wid passion
Real quick to pull on a trigger on a n#gg# but thesе n#gg#s don’t want action
Rich be scamming got double Draco’s so how the f#ck we lacking
( Verse 1 : Rich )
I’m a slasher pull on the paint
Yea, Yeah
Shawty bad when she see me she gon faint
Woah, Woah, Woah
Swear that me and you n#gg#, not the same, Yea
Still, with the same n#gg#s, I could never change, Yea
Talking all that sh#t
Yeah
Might just lose your brain, Yea
Might just bring my stick, Yea
Hit you with that switch, Yea
Every shot I send, Yea
I could never miss
I can’t be no b#tch
Watch me make it to the top cause I ain’t had sh#t
( Verse 2 : Truly DraKo )
Studio lit got a got bad b#tch
When she off of the molly she savage
Chasing that green making these stops at the bank collecting my cabbage
Trained demon I’m attacking
Rockin’ Moncler, rare bare skin that bit fasho they got my music blasting
That slimy snake sh#t can’t have it
None of my n#gg#s is average
Dropped out made bands these n#gg#s need better parenting
Can’t really f#ck with a n#gg# too embarrassing
Choppa gon’ sing i Mariah Carey him
Hop on the beat n#gg# know I carry him
Ain’t think about sparing him
f#ck on a Lil lit b#tch, she Siberian
( Chorus )
I’m off a couple beans, sippin on dirty that red
I just been sippin on lean, it put a f#ck n#gg# to bed
All in my head I’m off of these meds keep seeing red
Ghost Glock might pack a punch no B-O three he dead
Looking for molly pass it to the fein
Lil baby just want me, Got this Prada all on my jeans
Got to get to the cheddar got to stack it up gotta get it by any means
Gotta get it by any means
Gotta get it by any means
Kobe that Glock, Two K buss shots every time I shoot it’s green
Kkk f#ck n#gg#s like a slasher I’m slashing wid passion
Real quick to pull on a trigger on a n#gg# but these n#gg#s don’t want action
( Outro )
p#ss#
p#ss#
Foe
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