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lirik lagu glockboyz teejaee & babytron - super rap

[intro: onfully]
huh? (shee, bangthatsh~t)
in the six like a—
uh, in the six like a—
shee

[verse 1: onfully & glockboyz teejaee]
i’m at the derby with a six like jack harlow (ovo)
if my hood was the wire, call me marlo (call me marlo)
bro got a stash in the crib like wells fargo (wells fargo)
all these questions that you ask, how would i know? (how would i know?)
i’m always at the dinner table, stomach gettin’ fat (stomach gettin’ big)
brodie quick to pop that b~tch, i’m like, “chill, relax”
if i f~ck you, promise, baby, no string attached (ain’t no strings attached)
runnin’ off on the plug, you know what come with that (i’m gone)
she throwin’ ass in circles, i’m tryna hold it steady (i’m tryna hold it steady)
f~ckin’ both hoes ’cause they ain’t bein’ messy (come hеre, ho, bein’ messy)
lil’ bro’ll snipе you, i should call him wesley (wesley)
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no drugs when i’m gettin’ fetty
my face hot, profile, i gotta stay low
oldhead’ll knock your head off like a kangol (can’t do it, oldhead)
when that money hit the bank, i dance tango (shee, i dance kango)
my mexican gettin’ that dirty money, call it peso (yeah)

[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
you know it’s us, you see us comin’, then just move (come on)
they asked me how i want it at the bank, i said, “blue me”
all my n~ggas havin’ money, baby girl, you can just choose
sippin’ lean while i drive and i got gucci on my shoes (gucci on my shoes)
i can show you how to hit the pedal
real rockstar, i only ride around with heavy metal
you broke as h~ll without no money, boy, go get your sh~t together
she caught me countin’ up fifty thousand, now she think i’m finna bust her, yeah
i’m right back to the block with this
brodie get to slidin’ with that stick, he on some hockey sh~t (he on some hockey sh~t)
you caught fully with your ho? sh~t, he probably finna knock this b~tch (he probably finna knock that b~tch)
doin’ that shoot 7.62, that’s what chop this is (baow)
n~ggas die inside they hood, better stay cautious (better stay cautious)
probably came up with all lames, i was with bosses (i was with bosses)
ain’t even walked this n~gga down, i had to jog him
he tried to take off runnin’ from the glock, that b~tch caught him, n~gga
[verse 3: babytron]
out in public with my main thing, prayin’ i don’t see my side hoes
when we hear it’s beef, we rap him up just like a gyro
quarter in the jungo got it lookin’ like a pine cone
won’t leave without it, treat the glocky like my iphone
off an eighth of shrooms, you in the sky zone?
tryna tear his roof off when we spinnin’ like a cyclone
yerky got a mind of its own
i can’t tell you how i’m finna act, got five different modes
totin’ five different poles
three hundred dollar meal in troy, b~tch, i’m in cooper hawks
i done let the driver take a shroom and now the uber lost
only thing i’m up a million, lil’ boy, you super off
he gon’ let the micro drac make noise, won’t hear my shooter talk
my westside ho got the best head
cuddy turned the east to zombieland, he servin’ pressed tens
young carmello with the brakes, pass me a headband
dropped an x into my juice, it’s f~ckin’ with my sweat glands
when i get married, ben frank might be my best man
you know the paperwork glass, watch the check scan
eatin’ breakfast like a king, lean, eggs, lamb
everything gon’ be a game until y’all got on dress pants
sometimes i gotta scratch my head, like what y’all doin’
ain’t n0body in y’all clique got jewelry, really, what y’all movin’?
not a single one of y’all done caught a hat, like what y’all shootin’?
[outro: babytron]
sh~ttyboyz, dog sh~t militia, long live $cam, you know?

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