Glockiana301 Lyrics

Uh, glockiana

Uh, yeya uh yuh

I shoot a pussy homie

Make his ass do the jerk

He talking out his mouth

Time to put him on a shirt

Yeah these homies always claiming that they selling all the work but lil brody, you's a bitch so go ahead and wear a skirt

Homie, why you crying?

Matter in fact

Why you bitching?

Yeah they always say omerta but they really in there snitching

Yeah my hundreds really blue but nah, i'm not cripping

Yeah I shoot, splash, water

Shoot my shot like Scottie Pippen, uh

Everybody talking

Ain't nobody want to listen

That's what really get you killed

Shoot him from a close distance

Got a lot of bitches

Make it look like I am fucking pimping

Pull with a shotty

Have a goofy homie really flipping

Pull up on your bitch

She look at balenciagas

All these heavy weapons

You look at my glockiana

She sit on this dick so I call her thotiana

Fucking on that bitch

Yeah, we call her stuffiana (stephiana)

Flick off glockiana

I wanna see you bust domes

I wanna see that birch flying through the door

I wanna see that homie dying on the floor

Flick off glockiana

I wanna see you bust domes

I wanna see that bitch flying through door

I wanna see that homie dying on the floor

I'm with my homies

We all about that action

Stay with the sticks

You know that i'm packing

Pull out the dick so she sucking and whacking

Stay with the blade so I cut you like, uh

Dumping the clip

Say that i'm maxing

I ain't your homie

No, I am not dappin

Talk out your neck and you know I be zapping

You don't be shooting

Lil homie, you cappin

Just like i'm choppa

I stay with a stick

You like (?)

Lil homie, you snitched

I ain't no pussy

No, i ain't no bitch

Finally home

I've been locked for a brick

Bullets, they hit you

They deep like a ditch

You talk out your mouth

Bitch I talk with my fist

Your girl on my dick so she's hitting a lick

You're making a diss while i'm sending a

Hold on