GlockintheRave lyrics
by zatru
Rolling loud pack, boy I bet I'll face it
Where them clowns at? Put my mask on like Jason
Married to the guap, b*tch I'm taken
I can't lie, this b*tch is chasin'
All these n*ggas faking
Pull up on yo block and no one there.. like it's vacant
SRT I'm racing
I give yo b*tch di*k now she breaking
All these n*ggas hide they faces
All these n*ggas got some cases
All these n*ggas be some clones, I'm so glad that I'm mistaken
Say these n*ggas clones, yeah
Why these b*tches on my phone, yеah
She told me I did her wrong, yеah
She told me she need me home, yeah
I told that lil' b*tch leave me alone, yeah
Do this b*tch wan' f*ck on me or do she wanna f*ck with me?
Do these n*ggas really think I care that they don't f*ck with me?
Do these n*ggas really think I care that they wan' up on me?
All these n*ggas losers and they broke so they suck on me
Imma roll up this gas
Glock in the rave, on my tongue be a tab
I got all the swag so they know where it's at
Boy get off yo ass, you so f*cking down bad
Boy get off yo ass, you so f*cking out sad
Boy get off yo ass and go run up a bag
Boy get off yo ass and go count up some cash
I got hella bands but there's always more 2 add