paroles de chanson In GLOCK we trust - Key Glock

Oh, Ross
Glizock (Glizock, Glizock)
(Ramy on the beat) Ayy

I pledge allegiance to the streets, yup, in this Glock I trust
They be like, "You think you the shit?" I be like, "Yep, so what?" (Yeah)
And way before Corona came along, we been masked up
I never ran from nothin′, I just ran my cash up (yup)

Big boy shit, lil' nigga, back up
Yeah, I got all type of bitches up in my fan club
Yeah, I got all type of bitches, bitch, I get mad love
I fucked his bitch, his bitch, his bitch, too, I can′t beef about these sluts (uh-uh)

My diamonds out the dirt, but I've been burpin' sippin′ mud (drank)
Yep, I just went and bought another truckload just because (yup)
I told this bitch at first that she was fuckin′ with a thug
At the same time, I'm a player, baby, what you thought this was? (The fuck?)

I pledge allegiance to the streets, yup, in this Glock I trust (yeah)
They be like, "You think you the shit?" I be like, "Yep, so what?"
And way before Corona came along, we been masked up
I never ran from nothin′ (what?), I just ran my cash up, yup

I know niggas wishin' that they was me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I know bitches wishin′ they was with me (Glizock, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I be ballin', this shit easy (this shit easy, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bitch, I got a car for every day of the week, uh (yeah)

Canaries on my neck, my diamonds dance like Chris Breezy, uh
Choppa on me, choppa on the front and back seat
Keep on doin′ all that talkin', chop your ass to pieces, uh (chop, chop, chop)
Speakin' of a choppa, got one right now as I speak (yah, yah, yah)

I pledge allegiance to the streets (yeah), to the streets (yeah)
I pledge allegiance to the streets (yeah), never trust a freak
Yeah, you know a nigga humble, at the same time, I′m a beast
Got six figures worth of jewelry on, I dare your ass to reach (fuck)

I pledge allegiance to the streets, yup, in this Glock I trust
They be like, "You think you the shit?" I be like, "Yep, so what?" (Yeah)
And way before Corona came along, we been masked up (yeah)
I never ran from nothin′ (what?), I just ran my cash up (yup)

(The fuck?)