Holster Lyrics

This Glock can't fit a holster, yes it could, it's a big cop Glizzy

Yes it could, it's a big cop Glock

Yeah

This Glock can't fit a holster, yes it could, it's a big cop Glizzy

Best stop trippin, be the one to make the news when all the opps missin

We drop niggas, it's Glock City

Won't stand down, that mop with me

Catch a opp in traffic, get to trigga squeezing

His head down now his top missin

Better get low on them Glocks hittin, yeah, this that raw shit

I'm the one hop out on feet, we ain't gon' let shots out the car bitch

We the ones who taggin' feet, we be that gang you don't want war with

Fuck a slide, I'm tryin' to creep

Them niggas shouldn't have got me started in that party

He retarded, he done threw back him a bean

He done flashed and put that iron on who and left dude on the scene

Man, them niggas cap a lot, they ain't spinnin' on 14

Them niggas hidin' in the house, mama won't let him off the leash

Come fuck with me, smoke for the cheap

Bitch, I'm tryna fuck with some

Every day I'm in his hood, but he ain't tryna fuck with none

I came through cruisin' on his block, he got scared and he went to runnin

I start laughin' in the rearview, bitch, I wasn't gon' do you none

This that gangsta shit, pop out

No, I don't do the internet, so if you see me, bitch, hop out

That Fuck shit, I ain't into that, know how I'm bleedin' I rock out

It ain't no pleas, you can't cop out

Get on your knees, for I start squeezin, leave you leakin' out of yo top

Four in the mornin, I'm up cool and blowin' Zaza

You step, bitch, I'ma show you, glizzin, make him do the cha-cha

Fry a nigga like Popeyes

Get him gone and say ta-da

Watch it Big4 the block out

Fuck it nigga, let's opp shop

Floatin' in that Zay

Tryna turn this bitch car to a drop top

My demons, they don't stand by

I told them, they on opp watch

Fuck them niggas, kill them all

Ain't got no time to go play hopscotch

He play, he gon' get FaceTime

The laws know that's the call dropped

Spinnin' through the city

Smokin' Killa with a Killa

This big glizzy

And this AKP gon' really clear the business

.45, seven.62s rip through his body

Leave him twitchin

We about violence and we spinnin

Catch a body, leave no witness