Real Glockboys lyrics

by

FWC Big Key


(Intro)
KO
Cashgang Key
(They Got Wooski On The Mix)
This my sh*t n*gga, waddup bobo

(Verse 1)
Yo n*gga lame as f*ck, I use to make him hit the store for me
Playing roles like she don't know me, gang done played fto for her
We say what happened to Jizzle, cause my n*ggas didn't know Virgil
Dont speak on sh*t I seen, that's why glizzy screaming oh murder
Ma dukes just called and said I got mail, I only want urgent
Just caught a opp in traffic (Blrdd, Blrdd) That's a closed curtain
Gotta move out my crib, This b*tch too big I ain't got no service
The other side some trolls, They only diss and ain't got no murders
We the real glockboys, My n*gga Bobo got a switch on him
Keep chops with 60 clips, And wе got rolls like a big woman
Can't party on they block, They know thе bros gone come and blitz something
Dont care if morgue miss, I know lil rob gone come and tip dunk him
He say he upped the blick and I ran
Cut it out my opps don't be on sh*t, but the gram
He already dead, Im trying to put this b*tch on his mans
I just made a ten, Im trying to put this sh*t on his head

(Hook)
We the real Glock boys where was it at when n*ggas dropped boy
Real Glock boys, Bring me 2 you get a chop for em
Real Glock boys, Switch hit his whip, Make that b*tch stop going
Real Glock boys, G 23 no this b*tch, not Jordan
(Verse 2)
Don't get this sh*t confused, Be in the stu, But still active
Dude got hit in the face, He went out sad but still rapping
This sh*t not no cap, Name another n*gga layin belt and still rappin
Trigger happy when I slide, Folks pulled off I'm still clapping
These n*ggas steady trolling, Can't wait ta catch his ass put me up 5
Miss my rap the most so hurt, cause that sh*t flukey how he died
Out on bond, say I'm a menace, I said no but they wasn't lying
Grab the wheel if you ain't gone shoot, I drive this b*tch I'm still fying
How you gone dm me about a b*tch, we both was f*cking, boy stop
Let the seat up when we slide, Glocks and switches fast cars
I don't even know most of these n*ggas, Feel like Key the biggest opp
Mareu gone get us home don't worry, Just sit back for 5 blocks
They chasing pretty hoes, Gotta watch out for that sh*t, Be the ones that door you
We got money too, I paid them, and I still told bro nem poke em
How you gone write a statement, Tryna take it back, unun you still bogus
Super turned up In my city, And they vouching real motion

(Hook)
We the real Glock Boys, Where was it at? When n*ggas dropped boy
Real Glock Boys, Bring me 2, you get a chop for em
Real Glock Boys, Switch hit his whip, Make that b*tch stop going
Real Glock Boys, G 23 no this b*tch not Jordan

(Outro)
Go, Go, Go, Go
Go, Go
Let's go
Go, Go
Go, Go
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