Glock 17 Lyrics

Diamonds shining on my wrist

Cuban link cost me a brick

I got brothers worth a milli

We buy things and we don't think

Old school friends becoming haters

'Cause they see me at the top

Glock 17 in my hand

Make all these enemies drop

Diamonds shining on my wrist

Cuban link cost me a brick

I got brothers worth a milli

We buy things and we don't think

Old school friends becoming haters

'Cause they see me at the top

Glock 17 in my hand

Make all these enemies drop

Man will rise it, use it, bang it

In the bando yeah we pack it

Moving weight from east to west

I’m pushing 160 for chest

I’m on top of the food chain

In the club popping champagne

Life is mad I can’t complain

Getting ucky on the plane

I’m an icon to these shqipes but

They never will be me, and I

Promise none of these bullies are

Overtaking me, chat like bitches

Them man jealous, too much pride but

They won’t tell us, don’t put my name

In the same breath, all the true ones

Know I’m precious

Shqipet verteta thats us

Make a mistake lose my trust

If you heard about some drillings

Then you know it came from us

Jeten nuk ta falim

Got your name on this bullet

All my young G’s run the ends

On the field like they’re Gullit

22 Still in the hood

On the road I had to jugg

Free my brothers in the can if

Only you lot understood

If only you were in my shoes

Is this the life that you would choose?

I’m a winner taking losses

But that’s life, I’ll just improve

All my praise to the supreme

I pray he looks after my people

Lord protect me from this evil

In the Dunya it’s gets lethal

Everybody wants to trap

Slip up once and that’s a wrap

All I had to do is rap

To put these shqipes on the map

Diamonds shining on my wrist

Cuban link cost me a brick

I got brothers worth a milli

We buy things and we don't think

Old school friends becoming haters

'Cause they see me at the top

Glock 17 in my hand

Make all these enemies drop

Diamonds shining on my wrist

Cuban link cost me a brick

I got brothers worth a milli

We buy things and we don't think

Old school friends becoming haters

'Cause they see me at the top

Glock 17 in my hand

Make all these enemies drop

Diamonds shining on my wrist

Cuban link cost me a brick

I got brothers worth a milli

We buy things and we don't think

Old school friends becoming haters

'Cause they see me at the top

Glock 17 in my hand

Make all these enemies drop