2 GLOCKZ ft. Nutzo Lyrics

Yeah you know what it is

Young Smoke and Nutzo

Yup

Uh

Alright

Woah woah woah

Got two glocks two thoughts

Pull it up and let off the shots

Fuck them niggas on the rez

Got two glocks two thoughts

Pull up and let off the shots

Let off

Lets blast these niggas

I don't give a fuck

I keep my poll tucked

Run up on my cuz

Now your ass getting plucked

Rolling with your bitch

And your kids

You think I give a fuck

Young Smoke is the best to be

Coming from the T

Thats the place to be

Only with the real thats R N C

Got a G seventeen and a G nineteen

Quick to put a hole in a nigga

Leave him dead

Fuck them niggas on the rez

When I'm done it'll be a mess

Yeah it's a bloodbath

Young Smoke on his fucking wrath

How much dirt you did compared to me

Do the math

I cocked it back

While you stayed in your pad

Got two glocks two thoughts

Pull it up and let off the shots

I ain't ever lacking

Just know I'm packing

I ain't capping

Caught that nigga slipping

And I had a full clip

So I had to hit a lick real quick

Told that nigga run your shit

Took his bag cocked it back

And let if off bam bam

I ain't no instagram man

Yea I really let it blam

Yup

You know what fuck time it is

Nigga it's nutty nutzo on this beat

You feel me

Aye aye aye aye

I said it's two glocks ten shots

I filled him up with headshots

Pulled up to his block

And then I let that shit off

Skirt the fucking scene

Before the block get hot

Cause these niggas already know

I ain't fucking with the opps

Ima little loco vato

If I ain't packing I have my manos

Do what I got to do

To get my money hella pronto

Stacking up my fucking racks

I'm taking trips to the bank

To cash these hella racks

Because these bitches

Already know I'm the man

I'm the man I got the blam

Because they fucking with the man

I'm the man I'm the man

I got the blam

Because they fucking with the man

Ski skirt

Got two glocks two thoughts

Pull it up and let off the shots

Two glocks two thoughts

I'll make your body drop

Don't test me don't get me in the mood

Or I let off the doose doose

Glock nineteen red beam

It shoot a nigga and a bitch

Make my decisions

I ain't on a chain

Like a fucking lame

Fucking with the suckers

Send your body to your mother

So you better duck or better run

But best believe I'm catching up

Even if you hide your what I find

Got a ice cold heart yeah fuck a nark

Got a ice cold heart yeah fuck a nark

Got two glocks two thoughts

Pull it up and let off the shots

Two glocks two thoughts

Talking on my name

Get your shit rocked

Talking all that shit

Put your money where your mouth is

Looks like you ain't really tough

Out of luck when I pull up

I'll make your life fucked

Young Smoke quick to fight

Young Smoke take a life

You don't ever see them on my side

Talking like you hard

But we know it's a lie

Got two glocks two thoughts

Pull it up and let off the shots

Yuh aye yuh aye

Got two glocks two thoughts

Pull it up and let off the shots

Yuh aye yuh aye