##BabyGlock Lyrics

Congratulations, you just won a lifetime supply of

Til death do us part

Boy, what you fuckin' doin' with that baby Glock

Niggas tryna say they made me, I'm like, "maybe not"

Pour a four up in my pop add a Lemon Drop

To the hoes, I'm Big Bop, and I'm Big Opp

I seen 12 in the cut, and I didn't stop

Boy you dumb as- boy you dumb as hell you a bag of rocks

You thought you got a good bitch, boy you bagged a thot

Matched with the bros, and they brought a bag of opps

You don't need that bitch, nigga, lift your chin up

Tryna blow a bag, my money turned the wind up

And yo hoe team 4 cause we winners

You took her out the game, she ate me up for dinner

Arnold ass nigga, the hoes don't approach you

I'll light a nigga up like Goku

I'm the hoe swiper, do I gotta show you?

I can take your hoe, I don't gotta know you

How you pressed about bout that bitch she an eater

Jezebel spirit that bitch a deceiver

Need my hoe to love me like X and Geneva

R.I.P to bro, but I know I wont beat her

Boy, what you fuckin' doin' with that baby Glock

Niggas tryna say they made me, I'm like, "maybe not"

Pour a four up in my pop add a Lemon Drop

To the hoes, I'm Big Bop, and I'm Big Opp

Boy, what you fuckin' doin' with that baby Glock

Niggas tryna say they made me, I'm like, "maybe not"

Pour a four up in my pop add a Lemon Drop

To the hoes, I'm Big Bop, and I'm Big Opp

I seen 12 in the cut, and I didn't stop

Boy you dumb as- boy you dumb as hell you a bag of rocks

You thought you got a good bitch, boy you bagged a thot

Matched with the bros, and they brought a bag of opps