Gleece

1 nigga with 2 glocks Sliding this a stolen whip All that dissing on the gram Gon' get your stupid ass hit Almost faced that last nigga Stopped the car hit upped his whip Told lil foenem dump that h*e So he emptied out the clip Can't get you l get your man Opp hoe that pussy bap So you know I hit her friend Must ain't heard about that last nigga Caught him and he ran Must ain't heard about that last nigga Smoking in this wood Hoes say Ballout you the man Told lil bruh get in that mode So he popped another xan Exotic chops they come from Russia Sticked up like the Taliban Bitch we got bout' every gun Nigga name a time Iran SRT on every glock Draco burn you like it's Usher (What) Draco burn you like it's Usher Heard that lil bitch she fan of my fucking music Run up choppa make you flip Yeah im dying behind this shit Im in love with fucking blicks Every glock came with a switch We don't talk to 12 Don't talk to opps Some shit like Andrew Luck Keep on dissing on the gang Gon' get your stupid ass bucked Hit him with that 30 in a hurry Shoot like Stephen Curry Heard she low key tryna f*ck Yeah that lil b*tch she a slut Reup with some ammo Need some guns hit up dat nigga Guap Talking down on bruh i'm sending shots Behind this fucking blick Don't ask me bout' no other shit You know I rep this trap shit I'll go slide right by myself I don't need no fucking clique I can't lie we your section Keep that glock no Smith & Wesson Free my nigga Rome They gave him 20 I know he going crazy Locked inside the box Im sending shots behind that fucking name Ever since this rapping sh*t popped off I got a lil fame Young and turnt might f*ck your bitch She said Nik you got a name Groupie bitch hit from the back In your city flipping packs Foe nem hit this left Then hit that right Made his ass run like track Then we double back Swing the door get on the floor Hopped out with them fully drakes Tryna put you niggas up These 223s and 556 then thats your ass Come test your luck Shout out Packaban yeah he the man Hit shit like 9/11 bitch im out my mind Im in that mode Just popped a perky pill Blacked out everything With them blicks suit up it's time to drill We the ones who really stepping Bitch you know we trained to kill Born to be the greatest Im throwing plays just like im Tom Brady Bitch im really feeling Gleece Name nan nigga wanna f*ck with me (What) Hold on nan nigga wanna f*ck with me Trap shit be the gang Man f*ck that pussy boy put him on a tee Bitch im feeling gleece Name nan nigga want f*ck with me 1 nigga with 2 glocks Sliding this a stolen whip All that dissing on the gram Gon get your stupid ass hit Almost faced that last nigga Stopped the car hit upped his whip Told lil foenem dump that hoe So he emptied out the clip Can't get you l get your man Opp hoe that pussy bap So you know I hit her friend Must ain't heard about that last nigga Caught him and he ran Must ain't heard about that last nigga Smoking in this wood Hoes say Ballout you the man