Glock$ of Glory Lyrics

They say Kami stop taking them oxys, man

I've been breathing pills like that shit's oxygen

Bitch, I done cut back on 'em, yeah, uh

What else? Bitch, I cut back on the X, I'm on the Wock again

Bitch, I cut back on the percs, I'm on the Wock again

Bitch, I cut back on the work, I'm on the top again

And bitch, I do this for my momma, I don't got no friend

I don't do amends, nah

Nigga, where you from? (Huh)

Nigga, is that your mans? (Is that your mans?)

'Cause we gon' stuff 'em up

I pray five times a day, what the fuck is good luck?

They ask us what's two star, DT, RT, that's us

Two star on my shoes, it's on my body

No, this not Amiri, and this definitely not Zanotti

I might throw on the Gucci, but this definitely not Zanotti

This a one-take off the toppy

Bitches at the hotel lobby, big booby bitches like Nami

Dayum, dayum

I went and did it again

I told her that I loved her, then I went and fucked her friend

And and, the way these bitches acting, telling me the world gon' end

I put my trust in God and glocks, anything else gon' have you dead

Gawd dayum, gawd dayum, gawd dayum

I'm just tryna be the motherfuckin' man

I'm just tryna focus and stick to the plan

I'll be damn, I'll be damn

I'll be kicking rocks if I don't kick the can

I'll be damn, I'll be damn

Fuck the label, told 'em I was the advance

I'll be damn, I'll be damn

And my stay faithful just for you, I'ma transcend

'Cause my yo son neva gon bend

I got some French bitches coming, she text my phone, she say she waitin

Off the dope, I'm getting high, fuck this bitch while I'm sedated

Thick Moroccan bitch thinkin' she mine, but she don't know Diablo player

Caress this bitch on her butt and her thighs, dayuum

We can go hit for hit, we can go hit for hit, bitch

Money is coming in, swollen, it pop like a cyst

Money like Moosa, betch

That is my Twizzy, so you know that we Twizzy rich

You fuck around, prolly get hit with a stick

My shooters are deadly, they got aim assist

Fuck this ho by three, then I leave by six

This ain't Levi jeans, bitch, I'm rockin' on Rick

Break her feline in, then I hit the dip, dip, dip, dip

Dip, dip, dip, dip