Glock With A Dyck Plies (Ft. Jackboy)
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[Chorus: Jackboy]
Whole lot of grimace, whole lot of zock
Glock with a dyck, I’ll pull up on yo block (aye)
Glock with a dyck, I’ll let off thirty shots (aye)
Glock with with a dyck, make you call run and call the cops (aye)
Whole lot of grimace, whole lot of zock
Glock with a dyck, I’ll pull up on yo block (aye)
Glock with a dyck, I’ll let off thirty shots
Glock with with a dyck, make you call run and call the cops (aye)
[Verse 1: Plies]
Come around this bitch and spray this bitch out like just Cooley
I’m a snipper’ too I’ll pick yo ass off with the tooley
I don’t go on licks with him no more because he be spookin
When I pull up on you I ain’t talking, bitch, I’m shootin’
Walk up on you with that fifty cal and let it go
Jack boy from 1800, bitch, I’m from 4
Ask me what I bought myself for Christmas, bitch, a stick
I just bought myself another yopper with a dyck
I am not squashing nothing, bitch, I want the smoke
Catch you lacking off in traffic bitch and let it go
Bet a bag that I hit you with a dome shot
Glock hit game, we ain’t fucking with the opps
[Chorus: Jackboy]
Whole lot of grimace, whole lot of zock
Glock with a dyck, I’ll pull up on yo block (aye)
Glock with a dyck, I’ll let off thirty shots (aye)
Glock with with a dyck, make you call run and call the cops (aye)
Whole lot of grimace, whole lot of zock
Glock with a dyck, I’ll pull up on yo block (aye)
Glock with a dyck, I’ll let off thirty shots
Glock with with a dyck, make you call run and call the cops (aye)
Whole lot of grimace, whole lot of zock
Glock with a dyck, I’ll pull up on yo block (aye)
Glock with a dyck, I’ll let off thirty shots (aye)
Glock with with a dyck, make you call run and call the cops (aye)
Whole lot of grimace, whole lot of zock
Glock with a dyck, I’ll pull up on yo block (aye)
Glock with a dyck, I’ll let off thirty shots
Glock with with a dyck, make you call run and call the cops (aye)
[Verse 1: Plies]
Come around this bitch and spray this bitch out like just Cooley
I’m a snipper’ too I’ll pick yo ass off with the tooley
I don’t go on licks with him no more because he be spookin
When I pull up on you I ain’t talking, bitch, I’m shootin’
Walk up on you with that fifty cal and let it go
Jack boy from 1800, bitch, I’m from 4
Ask me what I bought myself for Christmas, bitch, a stick
I just bought myself another yopper with a dyck
I am not squashing nothing, bitch, I want the smoke
Catch you lacking off in traffic bitch and let it go
Bet a bag that I hit you with a dome shot
Glock hit game, we ain’t fucking with the opps
[Chorus: Jackboy]
Whole lot of grimace, whole lot of zock
Glock with a dyck, I’ll pull up on yo block (aye)
Glock with a dyck, I’ll let off thirty shots (aye)
Glock with with a dyck, make you call run and call the cops (aye)
Whole lot of grimace, whole lot of zock
Glock with a dyck, I’ll pull up on yo block (aye)
Glock with a dyck, I’ll let off thirty shots
Glock with with a dyck, make you call run and call the cops (aye)
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