GLOCKS ft. DoeGang Lyrics

Ayy I'm selling up my soul

I'm done staying broke

I been selling dope, I've been piling up them racks

Cuz I'm getting cash, getting cash, getting cash

Loading up a 50, I got ski mask on the dash

I don't fuck with Glocks

AR-15 getting bands

Smoking up

Exotic kush from different lands

Don't you bluff, I got four queens in my hand

Don't you stop, we swerving lanes, step on the gas

Skylines change the way I'm living

Went from driving in a fish bowl to I need the windows tinted

Take a dip I don't mean Skoal, I get her soaked up in a minute

You Copenhagen hitters need to change the game you're spitting

Treat the mic like it's a throttle

Got some gas and downed the bottle

Black ski mask and catch money trails

iPhone on brand new model

Talking shit you catching fists, I don't got time for no trouble

I got money by the brick, walking like we hit the lotto

Yeah we riding through Manhattan

Busting traps up on the train

Uber X to Uber jet

Clearport we hoppin' on a plane

Diamonds dancing on me imported

Flood out the pinky ring

Leave my mark on you with every breath you take

I don't fuck with Glocks

AR-15 getting bands

Smoking up

Exotic kush from different lands

Don't you bluff, I got four queens in my hand

Don't you stop, we swerving lanes, step on the gas

My young killas holding AK Smith & Wesson

Mac-11

Whipping that getaway Beamer, Demons, Porsches

911

Rocking that brand new Kevlar, all my gang we bunch of felons

And I got a rack on every shoulder, I be holding balance

I bought myself a brand home

It came with a brand new hoe

I bought myself a brand new chrome

I never had a safety on hold

Never had a safety on hold

I just took three addies from below

Woah, woah, woah

Ayy

I don't fuck with Glocks

AR-15 getting bands

Smoking up

Exotic kush from different lands

Don't you bluff, I got four queens in my hand

Don't you stop, we swerving lanes, step on the gas