GLOCK BACK Lyrics – DwFgo
Singer: DwFgo
Title: GLOCK BACK
Need 50 a show, them racks they stay coming
Lincolns and bens, we stay with the money
My drac’ knock you over, i call it paul bunyen
I said i ain’t kill him, but really i done it
I roll and i go for’ i shoot up they show
The opps in this party, we killing them hoes
The bullets to fast, the oppas to slow
We killing his momma, we killing his bro
We killing his daughter, we takin’ his son
You want that hoe back, come get it in blood
We kill anybody, we love the murder
He said it was smoke, i had to go smoke him
I want all the smoke, i love smoking opp packs
Shot him with his gun, now come get yo’ glock back
This glock it be dangerous, it love knocking tops back
We took yo’ drop, now come get yo’ drop back
We killing a opp, then we killing his bro
He dissing online, but i had to show
I stay with some shooters, they always on go
Thought i was stripping, i stay with a pole
Thought i was fishing, i stay with a pole
My draco to hot, my drip is to froze
Speaking on us, there’s something you should know
That ain’t for free, you paying a toll
Need 50 a show, them racks they stay coming
Lincolns and bens, we stay with the money
My drac’ knock you over, i call it paul bunyen
I said i ain’t kill him, but really i done it
If i see a opp, i’m killing that n#gg#
Just like a orange, i’m pealing that n#gg#
Keep a glock on my hip, i’m really a driller
I pray to god, i know i’m a sinner
Shoot him in his teeth, make him think i’m a dentist
He speaking bout’ murder, he better be with it
That murder i’m dreaming tell me get him dead now
Speaking bout’ murder, some how he dead now
That glock on my hip, it poke out my fit
I ain’t wanna kill him, so i got him killed
You speaking bout’ murder, but ain’t never killed
If i see them first, then i’m killing his kids
Take aim at yo’ chest, i’m knocking yo’ tiddys
Like fries with a burger, you know that i’m with it
I said i ain’t do it, but really i did it
Poped up in his town, killed him in his city
Fell in love with the murder, now i’m tryna kill
Just like a banana, we leaving him pealed
I’m really a killer, so n#gg# dont temp
He speaking on jay, sum how he got killed
Fell in love with the murder, now im tryna kill
Just like a banana, we leaving him pealed
I’m really a killer, so n#gg# dont temp
He speaking on jay, somehow he got killed
Need 50 a show, them racks they stay coming
Lincolns and bens, we stay with the money
My drac’ knock you over, i call it paul bunyen
I said i ain’t kill him, but really i done it
I roll and i go for’ i shoot up they show
The opps in this party, we killing them hoes
The bullets to fast, the oppas to slow
We killing his momma, we killing his bro
We killing his daughter, we takin’ his son
You want that hoe back, come get it in blood
We kill anybody, we love the murder
He said it was smoke, i had to go smoke him
I want all the smoke, i love smoking opp packs
Shot him with his gun, now come get yo’ glock back
This glock it be dangerous, it love knocking tops bac
We took yo’ drop, now come get yo’ drop back
We killing a opp, then we killing his bro
He dissing online, but i had to show
I stay with some shooters, they always on go
Thought i was stripping, i stay with a pole
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