Glock lyrics

by

​smokedope2016


[Chorus]
In the crib with all my chains on, brainrot
Bartiesianwater on the beat, smokedope feel like Voss
I can't talk to cops, but I got riot shields and tomahawks
Blank perc, many guns with drums and red dots
My head full of smoke, I just rolled, I quit pourin' 4s
2024 like 2016 without the bros
Say I do the most, b*tch I know, I'm just tryna glo
I be gettin' old, no times for games, I just smoke the dro
In the crib with all my chains on, chillin' with a baddie off this L
Lil ho she take her clothes off, feelin' up on me
She feel my Glock all up in my jeans
Pull up make it swish, but I ain't sweet
Pull up turn to swiss, my pockets cheese, b*tch my pockets cheese
I can't even count, too many 0's in my bank account
Hanging off my ass my [?] cargos sag, way down to the ground

[Bridge]
Smokedope2016, yah
Yah, yеah, yeah, yah, yeah, yeah, yеah
b*tch, I'm high as f*ck
Slide through, let's get high
I be capped like fitted tho
Feds raid my door, but I ain't movin' Diddy bro
Growaholic, I love growin' all my sh*t indoor
b*tch I'm in that cut, in the cut, ho its smokedope (b*tch it's smoke, b*tch it's smoke, b*tch its smoke)
[Chorus]
In the crib with all my chains on, brainrot
Bartiesianwater on the beat, smokedope feel like Voss
I can't talk to cops, but I got riot shields and tomahawks
Blank perc, many guns with drums and red dots
My head full of smoke, I just rolled, I quit pourin' 4s
2024 like 2016 without the bros
Say I do the most, b*tch I know, I'm just tryna glo
I be gettin' old, no times for games, I just smoke the dro
In the crib with all my chains on, Chillin' with a baddie off this L
Lil ho she take her clothes off, feelin' up on me
She feel my Glock all up in my jeans
Pull up make it swish, but I ain't sweet
Pull up turn to swiss, my pockets cheese, b*tch my pockets cheese
I can't even count, too many 0's in my bank account
Hangin' off my ass my cargos sag, way down to the ground
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