lirik lagu glockboyz teejaee - play some games
[intro]
(ooh, austin)
come on
glockboyz, n~gga (glockboyz, n~gga)
yeah
boy
you must be thinkin’ i’m a kid and tryna play some games
[chorus]
yeah
you must be thinkin’ i’m a kid and tryna play some games
you know i’ve been on your head like way before the fame
my youngin told me go grab that plain rollie, give my b~tch a chain
you ever slept inside the trap with twenty k!llers?
twenty pistols, twenty choppers, get a drop, we going fishing
my n~gga told me i should make a song ’bout all my b~tches
i told him go and check the news, my n~ggas into k!llings (baow)
[verse 1]
my n~ggas into drillin’, my n~ggas, they the realest
my dog, he sat down for a body, he ain’t even did it
my feet, they on the ground, but my head, it’s in the ceiling
i’m smokin’ so much ‘za, i’m celebratin’ how we did it
gotta be careful when you hang around with gang, you might hear a bang
you know she f~ckin’ ’round with me, you heard her use my slang
i feel like future, if it wasn’t for google, she wouldn’t know my nickname
so many bangers in the whip, we made a mixtape
we got fiends linin’ up like we got jays finna drop
even the plug called my phone like, “when your tape finna drop?”
just saw some sh~t, it’s in my blood, i’m like my pops
i’m in the streets just like a dope fiend, just tryna get my shot (just tryna get my shot), n~gga
[chorus]
yeah
you must be thinkin’ i’m a kid and tryna play some games
you know i’ve been on your head like way before the fame
my youngin told me go grab that plain rollie, give my b~tch a chain
you ever slept inside the trap with twenty k!llers?
twenty pistols, twenty choppers, get a drop, we going fishing
my n~gga told me i should make a song ’bout all my b~tches
i told him go and check the news, my n~ggas into k!llings
[verse 2]
we just swervin’ through the hood, you gotta know we strapped (yeah)
if we pull up before the boys, that mean we got a stash
i seen your homeboy in the club, he ain’t even had no cash
that’s probably why i seen his b~tch, she let me grab her ass
these hoes love me, n~ggas hate me, i guess i’m doin’ good
ayy, you don’t wanna be no opp, we smoked them like a ‘wood
we threw a party for a week straight, showed ’em who run the hood
i’m tryna grab a maserati key, not meagan good
tell her to call me
she don’t answer when i hit her, but i bet she know i’m ballin’
ask about me, i pop out, hoes forget they got they wallet
yeah, i’d probably spin a bag with you, don’t get me started (don’t get me started, don’t get me started)
[chorus]
yeah
you must be thinkin’ i’m a kid and tryna play some games
you know i’ve been on your head like way before the fame
my youngin told me go grab that plain rollie, give my b~tch a chain
you ever slept inside the trap with twenty k!llers?
twenty pistols, twenty choppers, get a drop, we going fishing
my n~gga told me i should make a song ’bout all my b~tches
i told him go and check the news, my n~ggas into k!llings (my n~ggas into k!llings)
[outro]
glockboyz, n~gga (glockboyz, n~gga)
yeah (yeah)
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