GLOCK N DA BAD NEWS BAG Lyrics – 10KDunkin
Singer: 10KDunkin
Title: GLOCK N DA BAD NEWS BAG
– I just look at the sky
Through this pain I’m rappin’ bout’ mine
My foot on the gas, I’m in the coupe
Get some money, ain’t nothin’ else to do
Patek wrist like we got nothin’ to lose
I’m always thinkin’ about my next –
[I love DJ Gren8de
Man, I be hearin’ yall n#gg#s tryna’ run off with my sh#t man
S.O.S
Give that sh#t back man, find your own way
[Kp4x
Yeah
Glock in the bad news bag
It’ll turn a n#gg# day to a bad one fast
This car fast, it still got paper tags
I’m countin’ this cash in my other b#tch Benz’
I’m countin’ this cash now my old b#tch mad
To get this money had to give it all I had
She plottin’ on me, they want me to go out bad
Damn, I can’t go like that
Don’t play like that, get smoked like that
I think I want a Hellcat
I’m gettin’ money now, where they tell you that?
When you broke they be quick to tell everybody
When you count it up these hoes be for everybody
Poles on us in the hood for anybody
Just gotta’ let me them bands off
Sometimes I just look at the sky
Through this pain I’m rappin’ bout’ mine
My foot on the gas, I’m in the coupe
Get some money, ain’t nothin’ else to do
Patek wrist like we got nothin’ to lose
I’m always thinkin’ about my next move
If you in the way then you better move
I’m gon’ count it up, you know how we do
I’ma get this money cause’ I know how to do it
They tryna’ steal my sound, I’m an influence
Designer shades on, I’m under the influence
When talkin’ to the money I just be fluent
I told you that I was a star before you knew it
You prolly’ couldn’t do what I did, would’ve blew it
Had to go through some lil’ things
You know that this sh#t just come with the game
Everywhere I go I got that thing
They tryna’ take me out my lane
You know it ain’t sh#t to make it rain
Yall n#gg#s don’t feel my pain
I’m clutchin’ it ain’t no-thing
I get high like the old Gucci Mane
I smoke back to back like Juicy J
Glock in the bad news bag
It’ll turn a n#gg# day to a bad one fast
This car fast, it still got paper tags
I’m countin’ this cash in my other b#tch Benz’
I’m countin’ this cash now my old b#tch mad
To get this money had to give it all I had
She plottin’ on me, they want me to go out bad
Damn, I can’t go like that
Don’t play like that, get smoked like that
I think I want a Hellcat
I’m gettin’ money now, where they tell you that?
When you broke they be quick to tell everybody
When you count it up these hoes be for everybody
Poles on us in the hood for anybody
Just gotta’ let me them bands off
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