If I Aint Got My Glock Lyrics

He say he a gator, then he gon' get some gator aid

Lotta niggas just talk, lotta niggas ain't bout that shit

Fuck niggas be hating, about a bitch I ain't wanna hit

He say he a gangster and my DM's, man you fraudulent

SRT's befast, ohh the cops yeah we dodging it

I ain't popping out if I ain't got my Glock

7.62's, pop that pussy out his sock

Bro em told me niggas tripping, pull up right up to they block

And we go Glock for Glock, I'm tryna get paid up in this bitch

Yeah be up after top, yeah he mad about a bitch

But who cares, I'm finna fuck anyway

I'm a cool young nigga, finna get rich just like any day

She say she love me, but I told her you can't call me bae

We be ridin' with it, 40 Glocks, you know we love to spray

Don't call my phone if you got some problems

Cause I'm not gon' answer, cross a nigga up like AI

Like Reebok got the answer, said she wanna be my favorite ho

But I got me a dancer, thick bitch, and she throw that ass I think that she a cancer

She got in her feelings when I told her I don't care a lot

You're a rapstar, a nigga feel just like I'm Capalot

How you gon' get mad when I don't fuck with you

Was you in that sandbox? Nope, so we can't fuck with you

I ain't popping out if I ain't got my Glock

7.62's, pop that pussy out his sock

Bro em told me niggas tripping, pull up right up to they block

And we go Glock for Glock, I'm tryna get paid up in this bitch

And be up at the top, I don't do too much, these bitches love to talk

But I just keep it low, brow skin, yeah she hella bad, she look like Rubi Rose

Yeah I like the diamonds but I might just get my dental gold

Getting to that green, I count it up and then I hit the road

Ay, he said he want action, I'm a pimp his hoe

Yeah you know that I'm Big Mac'in, no McDonald's nigga

I know niggas, pull up to yo block, get to splacky niggas

5.56's, pop him out his hat, get to wacky nigga

My niggas be posted in that trap, serving p's nigga

Don't know nothing else, cause I grew up around some p's nigga

You a pussy boy, get your ass robbed by my thieves nigga

We gon' hit your mans, put that boy right on the tee nigga

And pop it now, if I ain't got my Glock

7.62's, pop that pussy out his sock

Bro em told me niggas tripping, pull up right up to they block

And we go Glock for Glock, I'm tryna get paid up in this bitch

Yeah be up at the top, hey, fuck a nigga talm bout

Walk a nigga down, yeah, right before we walk out

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

TMG, nigga

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