GLOCK 19 ft. Reseblxxdy & Globlxxdy Lyrics

Damn, I admit my nigga, I ain't seen her in a while

Got your bitch in a chopper, still dig up in her mouth

That boy at pack, I got no gas, smoke him in her mouth

Been tryna tweak, I'm crashin' out, bitch, I'm goin' wild

I'm in D.C., with Lanique, slidin' with my cannon

Riding in your crib, takin' shit, I'm a fuckin' bandit

Hop in a Stu, get on the beat, get right, I fuckin' ran it

I don't know why the fuck I'm tryna rattle, I did the nigga, bitch, my regular flow

Damn, we ran his ass down, put him in a leak

That's another op gone in a week, switch on the bat, sound like the beat

Lil' bruh gotta die, you cannot retreat Lil' bruh gotta die, he cannot reboot

Push up in that van, shootin' out the roof

That fuck nigga dissin' like he bulletproof

Switch on the Glock, shoot him out his suit

Glock 19, shoot him out his feet

Glock 19, shoot him in his seat

Glock 19, knowin' who I'm with

Glock 19, knowin' what I do

Mack up, get on the phone, goin' to the booth

Wipe that nigga down, take that nigga loose

That nigga not got shit, he never in the suit

Lil' bruh, that guy, we tryna recruit

Yeah, yeah

Walk a nigga down, bitch, it's a house move

Big gang, Glock, size of a shoe

Nigga tryna diss, that's how my one do

He thinkin' he got a nigga, who is you

Big gang, Billy, they took off his hood

Big gang, Glock, so if I don't, I'll do

I ain't with lil' bloody, bitch, that's the crew

I ain't with lil' bloody, nigga, that's the crew

Me and bloody got shit, we shootin' through the roof

I got guns on me, brother, what you tryna do

Shit that made up, I disappear, yeah, it's a light booth

We kick it high, get in low, all the blues

Walk in the club, you know I got that stucco

I don't be stingy, man, and it don't fit on me

Better like Soulja, Peevy and Teddy

Too like Carrie, girl, I'm swimmin' like Mavis