Glock Handler lyrics

[Intro]
She ask why I'm dancin', ask why I'm dancin'
She ask why I'm dancin'
Chef J
This club be dancin'
sh*t I be dippin' 'n dabbin'
Then I be drippin' the, ayy
Ha, let's go

[Chorus]
She ask if I be dancin', sh*t I be dippin' 'n dabbin', huh
sh*t I be switchin' the swaggers, huh
Kel-Tec, let it rattle (Grrt)
I know you think that yo' b*tch bad
My b*tch badder than badder (Uh)
And her pockets fatter (Yeah), and she a Glock handler (Brrt)

[Verse]
Okay, talkin' my sh*t, I guess I did it again, I did it again (Huh)
I'm finna sh*t, on every n*gga and b*tch that I said wouldn't win (Huh)
Hop on this block, bend (Skrrt), I bought two Glocks, twins (Brrt)
Them guns is best friends and they'll slam you like wrestlin' (Okay)
Enough about my guns, I got a lot, I mean some, I mean none
I play dumb, only if twelvе listenin'
If he run, up on him, I'm finna nail this b*tch
My girl, say she want somе, I'm finna nail this b*tch (Let's go)
Up, up and away, di*k in the glizop, f*ck what you say
You sweet as a faggot, soft as a cake
Got a oven on me if you tryna get baked
This beat remindin' me of some old Lil Wayne
Feel like Wayne, to the money I skate
When it come to fashion I'm always early
But I still show up fashionably late (b*tch)
Haha, ayy
[Chorus]
She ask if I be dancin', sh*t I be dippin' 'n dabbin', huh
sh*t I be switchin' the swaggers, huh
Kel-Tec, let it rattle (Grrt)
I know you think that yo' b*tch bad
My b*tch badder than badder (Uh)
And her pockets fatter (Yeah), and she a Glock handler
She ask if I be dancin', sh*t I be dippin' 'n dabbin', huh
sh*t I be switchin' the swaggers, huh
Kel-Tec, let it rattle (Grrt)
I know you think that yo' b*tch bad
My b*tch badder than badder (Uh)
And her pockets fatter (Yeah), and she a Glock handler