lirik lagu nuk & glockboyz teejaee - rekap
[intro]
(bangthatsh~t)
[verse 1: nuk]
so much dog in my cuticles, i need rehab
the trap don’t ever close, i always be there when they relapse
hit her so hard, she say i made it to her g~chat
[chorus: nuk & glockboyz teejaee]
i don’t know how many grams i hit, i gotta recap
sss, let me backtrack
four hundred grams, eight hundred grams of cut’ll bring a trap back
you know, i think it was two hundred bands, four hundred bands, let me add that
[verse 2: glockboyz teejaee]
last time i scammed a store, i was at the register, me and cashback
you play with us, r.i.p in front of your name like a hashtag
fell asleep, you would never see your kids like a bad dad
like i ain’t nice, just don’t be talkin’ to me
rip my n~gga paid, he ’bout that cake just like a sock it to me
[verse 3: nuk]
if it ain’t ’bout bodies, my n~ggas won’t talk to you
i do dog, just like chinese food, i’ll have it walk to you
i ain’t tryna battle rap with n~ggas, got an ~rs~nal
my n~ggas’ll get right on your ass just like they stalkin’ you
we’ll burn him, turn him to some za
i ain’t paranoid, but teejaee told me keep my glock
[verse 4: glockboyz teejaee]
put the drank, nuk said he’d be droppin’ fours, throwin’ up fives
man, any glock with a full clip and one up top my favorite kind
we like lebron, n~gga, i’ll make a highlight and press rewind, n~gga
life can move too fast and you don’t get a second time, n~gga
his homies gettin’ shot, they sayin’ i did it
ask the fans when they see me, i had that fire, really shop with it
glockboy, he really keep the glock, boy, i’m a hot n~gga
[verse 5: nuk]
trap boy, yes, i be whippin’ girl until the pot twitchin’
and nah, we don’t box n~ggas
i put expiration dates on opps because they clock tickin’
boy, i step on dog so much you can’t be hoppin’ in my shoes
i wake up and face a ‘wood before i’m hoppin’ in my zoom
i had eighteen hundred beans when me and eighteen stayed on bloom
went and got an srt to tell a b~tch to eat my fumes
eat my dust
b~tch, i’m poppin’ poppin’, i be textin’ hoes like “eat me up”
[verse 6: glockboyz teejaee]
man, bigger body on the ‘cat without no plates, they know it’s us
man, n~ggas noticed us when we be in the club because they know it’s us
man, pockets swole, money heavy, give me a hand so i can hold it up
want some money? get out your feelings, ain’t no money here
eight hundred shots with an ar, that’s like all night, i’ll send him in paris
man, money talkin’, she told me to stop f~ckin’ with n~ggas
hood was hot, i bought a glock and spent the summer with it
[chorus: nuk & glockboyz teejaee]
i don’t know how many grams i hit, i gotta recap
sss, let me backtrack
four hundred grams, eight hundred grams of cut’ll bring a trap back
you know, i think it was two hundred bands, four hundred bands, let me add that
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