GLOCK 19X ft. PHANTØM & JXY Lyrics

Yeah, I got this shit, big up

Shout to producer man, my muhfuckin' producer duo, man

Word around town, you talkin' shit

So I slap yo bitch

She wanna fuck with me, 'cause I'm rich

So you wanna start some shit?

Loading the clips, me and my clique, yeah we run this shit

Hah, hah, hah, steppin' on necks, hah, hah

Yo bitch wanna give me neck, she just tryna suck on me

Like a

'Cause we keep it P, so I push that D inside her throat

Tryna, ayy, tryna swallow up my kids

But her ex man be hittin' up her phone

So she press the D, for decline

Shorty, ayy, shorty got me geekin' like we sippin' on a line

In the Red Eye, her ex man tryna see, all he see is red eye

That's my red dot, bah, bah

Me and Sykks on the track, but yo man do the runnin' man on the track

When we load the AK-47, 5, 5.7

When we chase his ass, in the Track'

We don't smoke the pack no more, but we'll still smoke you and yo pack

Ah, right before you get passed up, bitch, hah, hah, ugh

We be geekin' off the pill

Bitch, I'm feelin' so trill

She said I'm so real

She said I'm so ill

Bitch, don't touch me, ew

I got the Glock on me, no safety

Fuckin' a white bitch named Stacy

Ain't no genre you can place me

I ain't gon' shut up, bitch, go make me

I see some gold, I'ma take it

I see yo hoe, I'ma chase her

I want some more, I'ma rake it

I used to smoke, I don't fake it

Glock 19x, that's what they scared of, yeah

Bitch, I'm chasin' them checks

You just be chasin' the sex

Bitch, I'm chasin' the neck, neck, neck, neck, neck

Yeah-yeah-yeah, huh

Glock 19x, yeah, yeah, yeah

Glock 19x, yeah-yeah-yeah, huh

Glock 19x, yeah, yeah

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