All Black lyrics

[Intro: Glokk40Spaz]
BL
Yeah
BL, BL
Yeah
(Don't play with him)
Perked up
Don't play with him
(Chapo)
Perked up

[Chorus: Glokk40Spaz]
We gon' flip they lil' block up if we find out where they be at (On God)
I be poppin' out at night, n*gga, all black, vampire sh*t (Vampire sh*t)
n*gga, where the hoes at? (On God)
I be trippin', I don't be give a f*ck, tryna rob a f*ckin' old nat (On God)
And this baby life, I got these thirties on me like I'm tryna catch a new hat
Woe don't give a f*ck, we pushin' up to where he be at
Put him on a plate, you know I'm gon' eat that (Plate)
Ridin' with the G30, that ho got some kickback (Grr, grr)
Tail 'em tuckin' and all, lil' Glokk can't lack (Gang)

[Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz]
Yeah, I got them troops behind me, they treat me like Drac
This ho pretty as f*ck, look at my gat
Got two plays on my iPhone
Pass her to the woe, she a known ho
I'm whip frame, got the Hublot
Take his Rubicon, take his ice off (Rubicon)
Playin' with the mob, he'll be dead, dog
I don't love her, I'm tryna get my rocks off
If 12 watchin', then it's all props
Got out of jail, took that brand new G-lock
Pop at his top, lil' Glokk can't flop
They tryna take my flow, but I can't be mopped
[Verse 2: BabySolid]
Huh, all these sticks up in this trap, don't run up, n*gga gon' crash out
Hundred-some shots, lil' n*gga, don't black out
Mad Max, air that b*tch out when I pull the f*ck up to your trap house
Four-five up in the Glock, lil' n*gga, don't lack now
Sayin' that he wanna be Everyday Band Gang, n*gga gotta pull them racks out
Valet go coo when that b*tch tryna flash out
Hide the f*ck out on the police, they tryna call back up
I get my straps up, n*gga, don't act up
Heard that an opp just died, made me crack up
We been tryna catch him since last year
Stop all that hidin', I drill and I scope a young n*gga, get over here (Over here)
Treat my gun like a NASCAR, b*tch came with some switches and gears (Gears)
And that b*tch got an infrared beam like Rudolph the Reindeer
Backdoor your homie, you start cryin' fake tears
I can't backdoor my mans, I'm in that family

[Chorus: Glokk40Spaz]
We gon' flip they lil' block up if we find out where they be at (On God)
I be poppin' out at night, n*gga, all black, vampire sh*t (Vampire sh*t)
n*gga, where the hoes at? (On God)
I be trippin', I don't be give a f*ck, tryna rob a f*ckin' old nat (On God)
And this baby life, I got these thirties on me like I'm tryna catch a new hat
Woe don't give a f*ck, we pushin' up to where he be at
Put him on a plate, you know I'm gon' eat that (Plate)
Ridin' with the G30, that ho got some kickback (Grr, grr)
Tail 'em tuckin' and all, lil' Glokk can't lack (Gang)