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Glokk40Spaz



[Intro: Glokk40Spaz & Slimesito]
(2wo2imes couldn't give a damn)
Brrr
Baby life, n*gga
Uh, Sito n*gga
GFO, f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?
Sito, Sito, Sito

[Verse 1: Slimesito]
My n*ggas in love with that gun smoke
Hoppin' out opp block y'all n*ggas some no-shows
So many trips on me like I got cheat codes
Lovin' that b*tch but that hoe, she a freak hoe
I'm out on bond and I'm duckin' them RICOs
Countin' that plata, yeah, yo necesito
Free the whole gang n*gga, free [?]
Try to pull up I might do him like Jojo
Feds on my block and they takin' them photos
Ain't no white flag, n*gga, that is a no-go
I was locked up, I was rockin' them pogos
Put your ass on a shirt just like a Polo
Yeah, all of my n*ggas, they cutthroat
Took his ass off for them bands he was too slow
Talkin' 'bout plata, you know I need todo
My hoe from Panama, that hoe from Colón
[Verse 2: Glokk40Spaz]
Ran out the trap with the stick, they like "Hold on"
I got the stick and the Margiela coat on
I train with the partnеr, I bet you he gon' fold on you
Walk out the trap, I pour dеuce in my soda
Talk 'bout the gang and we catch him, we roll you
The young n*gga came out the trap like Magnolia
We knock that boy off like that pus*y bipolar
b*tch, I got the carbine 15 on the shoulder
Your b*tch wanna f*ck me with 'cause I'm colder
Young n*gga whip the stick, just got a lil' older
Know we got artillery over here, huh
Man it ain't no pus*y-n*gga I'm gon' fear
Knife for my stick the antler ain't no deer
I caught me a pus*y n*gga, they say "Cheers"
They be like "Young n*gga give you cheer"
We come out of there with a deer

[Verse 3: Slimesito]
When I was locked up, I was top tier
Get your ass stomped on, you know we don't play fair
I'm havin' too much drip, I feel like Ric Flair
I do not f*ck with y'all gang play y'all too square
My partner split your gang now he got two tears
Get your ass shot up for all of that bullsh*t
We took all your funds, they got passed to my whole clique
I hit with the stick, I might give him the whole clip
Really gettin' rich slime, I'm back on my old sh*t
He in that fight, he got shot with my old trip
They askin' questions, you know I don't know sh*t
Double down ninas, I don't like no 45th yeah
Yeah, ain't no white flags, I don't spare sh*t
Ain't talkin' plata, you know I don't hear sh*t
Try to pull up on me, you gon' get airlifted
Rockin' that Sicko, you know that's that rare sh*t
[Verse 4: Glokk40Spaz]
Don't come to the East Side, yo' ass gon' get gunned down
Thirty-round on me got hit with that four pound
Suppressor on the Glock, we won't make a sound
Just like the front yard, we choppin' sh*t down
I had my young n*gga runnin' the playground
He hit a hoe with a half he don't play 'round
Kilo pull G30s out of the Sprayground
Came from the dark, n*gga you from midtown
Come in your trap with them Bloodhounds
Straight to the point n*gga, we don't even do nouns
Pop ya ass off n*gga, you ain't finna move now
n*gga got me mad so I'm finna get rude now
Drive-by n*gga how the f*ck we gon' lose now?
GL4 popped out with the clan

[Verse 5: Slimesito]
f*ck with the gang I bet you get blammed (Blatt, blatt)
Big-ass stick on me it came with a stain (On Slime)
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