GLOCK LUV Sickboyrari

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[Intro]
Ayy, Glock love, Glock love
Glock love, Glock love, Glock love
Bust your Glock, bust your Glock
Bust your Glock, bust your Glock
Glock love, Glock love
Bust your Glock, bust your Glock
Bust your Glock, bust your Glock
Bust your Glock, bust your...
I'm nobody. I'm a tramp, a bum, a hobo. I'm a boxcar and a jug of wine. And a straight razor ...if you get too close to me
Glock love, Glock love
Glock love, Glock love, Glock love
Bust your Glock, Glock love
Bust your Glock, bust your Glock

[Hook]
Glock love, Glock love, Glock love (Doot-doot-doot)
Glock love, Glock love, Glock love (Doot-doot-doot)
Glock love, Glock love (Nobody)
Glock love, Glock love (I'm nobody)

[Verse]
She want a thug to ride on 26s
I'm a young nigga, I don't fuck with sixes
Triple 7, posted up in heaven
Velour blunts, cause a young nigga be stressin'
I got a goth hoe and she straight out of Maxis
And on the flip phone so young nigga ain't textin
I'm on my chirp phone, I'm posted like a young hoe
Gold slugs in my mouth looking like hood hoes
I'm in the south with KayKay, yeah, he post up
I'm with my cousins and you know they got them Glocks up
I be coolin', my blood buz he be boolin'
Repping crip gang, blunts fat like Gucci

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