[Intro: Hotboii]
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, ayy
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, Kut Da Fan On
(EY3ZLOW on the beat)
[Chorus: Hotboii]
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, it never be out of my reach
No, I don't be loving this hoes, these bitches be lying to me
She do what I tell her to do, that bitch there'll die for me
How I give a nigga a shot, he think that he got a disease
I had to exotic my weed, now I just be higher than trees
These rap niggas copying me and they don't even follow the G
How you wanna go to the top? You wеren't at the bottom with me
I spot 'еm, I got 'em, I drop 'em and roll that boy right in the leaf
[Verse 1: SpotEmGottem]
Hold up (Hold up)
F&N 'em, little nigga, roll up (Roll up)
Stop the car and let me out, these nigga bitch soldiers (Bitch soldiers)
Foenem went down without a doubt (A doubt)
Let's see what he be 'bout (See what he be 'bout)
.223s knock him out (He gone)
I put him in a crown, ha-ha
Grah, you know I keep it close, ha-ha (Oh)
She wanna ride the rodeo
Come with me, let's take a stroll
Hit tour vans, I think he gone
I came from burglarising houses, now just look at the shit we on
She don't need no stylist (Stylist), that lil' bitch fine
Dick her down so good (Oh, oh), she walking bow-legged (She walking bow-legged)
Animosity ('Mosity), wonder who next? (I wonder who next?)
Put him on a tee (On a tee), fuck him, that nigga dead, ha-ha (Fuck him, that nigga dead, adios)
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, ayy
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, Kut Da Fan On
(EY3ZLOW on the beat)
[Chorus: Hotboii]
That Glock, yeah, I keep it close, it never be out of my reach
No, I don't be loving this hoes, these bitches be lying to me
She do what I tell her to do, that bitch there'll die for me
How I give a nigga a shot, he think that he got a disease
I had to exotic my weed, now I just be higher than trees
These rap niggas copying me and they don't even follow the G
How you wanna go to the top? You wеren't at the bottom with me
I spot 'еm, I got 'em, I drop 'em and roll that boy right in the leaf
[Verse 1: SpotEmGottem]
Hold up (Hold up)
F&N 'em, little nigga, roll up (Roll up)
Stop the car and let me out, these nigga bitch soldiers (Bitch soldiers)
Foenem went down without a doubt (A doubt)
Let's see what he be 'bout (See what he be 'bout)
.223s knock him out (He gone)
I put him in a crown, ha-ha
Grah, you know I keep it close, ha-ha (Oh)
She wanna ride the rodeo
Come with me, let's take a stroll
Hit tour vans, I think he gone
I came from burglarising houses, now just look at the shit we on
She don't need no stylist (Stylist), that lil' bitch fine
Dick her down so good (Oh, oh), she walking bow-legged (She walking bow-legged)
Animosity ('Mosity), wonder who next? (I wonder who next?)
Put him on a tee (On a tee), fuck him, that nigga dead, ha-ha (Fuck him, that nigga dead, adios)
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