Shai Doee The Chemist - Glocks lyrics

Glocks Aye I got hella bands and hella Glocks b**h Haha what up k low Let's get it gang (Talking) p**y a** n***as talking sh**t I got something for you lil b**hhh - We got Glocks for you opps And you f**ing p**y pops Try to come for our knots And you gone get knocked x2 Glocks Glocks, get knocked out yo socks b**h Glock Glocks, I can't f** with no opp b**h x2 ---- Can't f** wit a set up b**h f**in wit me and you'll get wet up b**h Broke a** b**hes copping pleas Get twisted like a sengelese I wanna sleep but if you don't work you don't eat I do this sh** foreal why you lying in yo tweets Really in these streets, playing the game for keeps Ain't sh** sweet & talk is real cheap I gotta Glock & my b**h gone speak I'm not a k**er I'm a beast When I eat I really feasted How you boys running the streets How you feel safe with no heat You ain't neva seen a real street n***a fold up The game is to be sold my n***a not told up So imma sell y'all some sh**, I know n***as gone cop Big 45. Will make that f**ing soda pop If I sell my dream, can't nobody steal it When I drop this sh** everybody gone feel it n***as plotting on the low Playing games like a hoe b**h I know that you a fo You ain't cut like Shai dough n***as bluffing what they discussing? I'm that b**h! no repercussions Throwing shots Joseph productions Talking sh** but they ain't saying nothing Uh, she be snapping on y'all Switching my flow and no rappings involved I'm poetic dough, you don't get it doe n***as ain't real so why they said it doe Feeling the beat through my whole god damn body High off the molly, with .45 and a shotty Can't trust a b**h, I don't f** with no thotty Can't trust nobody, cuz I am somebody Glock for a p**y, imma leave that cat gushy I'm not a k**er but don't f**ing push me If I pull it imma blow it, n***as already know it If I'm upping that b**h, I ain't upping just to show it Fake love real hate manf** that sh** You a opp I got a Glock b**h s** my dick I mean b**h s** my strap, I don't give a f** hoe Broke a** boy, giving opinions wit no bucks doe You bust at me I'm taking ya life Taking his phone, car, his b**h and his ice I got hella clips b**h, but I ain't talking bout no pics I don't mind fake n***as, but me and that sh** just don't mix Play time is over ain't no talking b**h be about it Got 2 pints and sold it, only po'd a 3 up out it - We got Glocks for you opps And you f**ing p**y pops Try to come for our knots And you gone get knocked x2 Glocks Glocks, get knocked out yo socks b**h Glock Glocks, I can't f** with no opp b**h x2 ----