Текст песни




Pull up in your city that you Claim ima diss you
My goons die for the issue
Chase the high fore we get you
Riding sideline with my dogs Through the smog you can see The eyes of the pistol
Tell straight lies to befriend you Now I'm finna end you
Sitting in the trap as a kid and That shit got bussed
Door flew down I heard ten toes Rush And the toilet overloaded With the scent of kush
10 years old my first drug bust
Daddy not around so this Glock I Tuck
Daddy was a clown and that's all He was
Hell don't burn like the trap here does
(Nah)
This life not lit like last year was
(Nah)
Shots let off and the block was hot
I can see a dead body In my parking spot And it's hard to not
Get traumatized told my momma lies
Gotta tell my mother that my brother went to church
But that motherfucker really out there catching homicides
Tryna make sure that his family never pay the price
So he gotta bottle lies
Never had a dad so the choppa what I idolize
Putting the nigga straight up inside a casket
Beaming his hair like a nigga lighting matches
Pull up in your hood and we killing yall for practice
Got a new attachment
Glock speak French and I hope you like his accent
The day I leave the trap ima come back with a comeback
And make sure all my niggas ain't trapped in
Beat a Nigga like Batman
Said he got a crew I'll make sure you the last man
Niggas talk shit,
They get met with a backhand
Niggas send hits when they been on my scope
Stay tryna get it so I ain't Really broke
Scheming on the niggas ima put em in a hole
Put a foot up in your hoe
Put a bullet through your dome Blood flow through the skin Shred a peace of the skull
Niggas wanna talk and the choppa finna go
Niggas get in line ima drop em in a row
Enie miny mo flow
Stuck on the go mode
Niggas never lack Cuz we stuck on the bro code
Gotta keep a strap when a man ride solo
(Solo, Solo)
Niggas all pussy
Blood go splat it's gushy
(Gushy, Gushy)
They all cap on the track
Expose the facts with toolies
(Toolies, Toolies)
Ain't scared of your man
Cuz that fuck boy only shop at Zoomies
(Zoomies, Zoomies)
Don't wanna fight me sue me
Bet I still pull up with a uzi
Flow legendary it's scary
Shoot till my clothes say Burberry
They sending them hits
They get hit with a parry
They wanted a feature
Them Niggas got carried
They hate yesterday
And today they got buried
I'm keeping my peace like a nigga got married
They look for his body like parry
Dropping They hood population To two percent call that shit dairy
(Dairy, Dairy)
Toting my gun
Only thing I know of life
We live it then we die young
Fall asleep through homicides
These kids gon learn to fry lungs
Felt the pain I'm traumatized Won't let this shit touch my son
I ain't sure about this world no more
I'm toting my gun
Only thing I know of life
We live it then we die young
Fall asleep through homicides
These kids gon learn to fry lungs
Felt the pain I'm traumatized Won't let this shit touch my son
Only thing I know of life
We live it then we die young



Авторы: Deanthony Gonzales


Glock O.G - Bakersfield Bandit
Альбом Bakersfield Bandit
дата релиза
09-12-2020



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