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Locksmith

 

Locksmith

(álbum: My Bloody America - 2023)


Yung Germ
Okay

Godzilla, nigga, you can't kill a killer (Okay)
Metal clutching like no russian, nigga, I'm the driller (What's up?)
Niggas tryna throw well, then come complete your goal (Huh)
Niggas tryna rob me, I'ma break your fucking nose (Huh)
Oh, you want my stuff? I will never give it up (Okay)
Oh, you wanna fight? I know I already won (What's up?)
Only need results, I don't need opinions (Huh)
Got this .40 on my waist and it weighs a ton (Haha)

Ayy, locksmith, nah Glock-smith, I am one (Who?)
When I cock it and I pop it, hit your son (Oh)
I'm a problem in the morgue, boy, you better run
I'm a problem, if you talk, boy, you'll get hung (Haha, ewok, ewok)

Ah, I send 'em up, send 'em up the river (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Ah, I send 'em up, send 'em up the river (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
You ain't gonna hear no ra-ra swimming with them fishes (No-no, no-no, no-no)
You ain't gonna hear no ra-ra swimming with them fishes (No-no, no-no, no-no)
Bitch, you going bye bye, big stick extended, ah, ah (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Pull up in a fly ride, big whip is tinted, ah (Vyoom, vyoom, vyoom)
Bitch, I'm really high, high, never in my feelings, ah (No-no, no-no)
Bitch, I might just sky dive off fifty ceilings (Ewok, ewok)
My stack be going ra-ra since we was children (Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo)
Bitch, I need to die, die with fifty million (Give me that, give me that)
Way before the deal, bitch, I been the villain (Ewok, ewok)
Before we was popping pills, we was benadryllin (Ah-hah-hah)

Ayy, locksmith, nah Glock-smith, I am one (Who?)
When I cock it and I pop it, hit your son (Oh)
I'm a problem in the morgue, boy, you better run
I'm a problem, if you talk, boy, you'll get hung (Haha)
Ayy, locksmith, nah Glock-smith, I am one (Who?)
When I cock it and I pop it, hit your son (Oh)
I'm a problem in the morgue, boy, you better run
I'm a problem, if you talk, boy, you'll get hung (Haha)

Locksmith, nah Glock-smith, I am one (Who?)
When I cock it and I pop it, hit your son (Oh)
I'm a problem in the morgue, boy, you better run
I'm a problem, if you talk, boy, you'll get hung (Haha)

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