lirik lagu glokk40spaz - pink eye'd fifties
[intro]
(i love you ryo)
yah, n~gga stop playin’ with me
n~gga stop playin’ with me
[verse]
pink 50’s in my face, look like i got pink eyes
i’m not worried bout lil’ buddy, he don’t got money, he work shy
hop out with amiri, glock in my pants, on god, i’m a fly guy
brudda ’round me, got his f~ckin’ drac’, lil’ buddy don’t try
v~vvs’s in the f~ckin’ face, these ain’t no s.i
have you ever got f~ckin’ shot in a drive~by?
i ain’t finna give that li’ hoe nothin’, i’m talm’ ’bout nada
born with them legendary demons, chupacabras
slime with me, ride, now he slide like anaconda
ho ain’t have no drip, on god, i bought that ho some prada
vamps with the .30 and the switch, pop my collar
this b~tch in her sucking d~ck so crazy, this ho a monster
this on god, we put glocks in they face, on god we taunt them
lil’ buddy, he so scared, this on god, he think i’ma rob him
trap goin’ crazy like c.v.s., we got the percs in
i bought a ho some racks, but i ain’t buyin’ no ho no birkin
b~whoa got that stamp, on god, because i put that work in
d~ck in my glock, man that lil’ ho was a virgin
f~ck that ho, with a celine scarf, that ho a persian
say you wanna be a goodfella, i’ll put the word in
n~gga, gotta pay them bands for them feat’s, ’cause i be splurging
yeah, i f~cked your friend, but i ain’t perfect (ha~ha)
and she ate my brother, d~ck up like beef jerky
all my b~tches on lock, they got a curfew
drop that money, shot him in the face, i tried to hurt you
yeah my glock so big, got me walkin’ around with them 40’s
this ain’t no regular 300, black~out, this b~tch got posion
this on god, i’m kinda throwed off, sometimes i be hearin’ voices
yeah, i f~cked her friend because she don’t respect my choices
yah flat~head on me, n~gga, break in rolls~royce (n~gga, flat)
nine in my hand with the louis vuitton 20
play them to the left, we fed them seasoning just like goya
give a f~ck about your husband, because i’m tryin’ to f~ck on zoya
i’m knockin’ sh~t out, man, call me b~whoa the destroyer
n~gga got them weeds, seeds i planted in the soil
her ass so fat, i fill that b~tch up like i’m pumpin’ oil
you think lil’ b~whoa ain’t gon’ bust this glock lil’ bro, i’ll show you
these n~ggas ain’t got no scr~p, lil’ b~whoa put this sh~t in order
you know they call me spaz, because my first gun was a .40
huh, i popped him with the judge, and then i had to call my lawyer
tris inside my cup, this ho start fizzin’, coca~cola
diamonds in my ring, this moncler coat, it keep me warmer
n~ggas keep talkin’ crazy, i dunk his ass like richard carter
if she 21, then she can pull up to the slaughter
them dreadheads got them flats, you know i post up with them rasta’s
my brother tryin’ to spin, because they ass f~cked up
i’m the real oso, i’m the real don~dada
n~gga wanna be big like me, on god, you gotta eat your broccoli (b~tch)
this hoe, she athletic, she grab my b~lls, just like it’s volley
[outro]
(hey, go back a little bit)
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