Glock In My Lap
(专辑: SAVAGE MODE II - 2020)
Y'all niggas stop playing, nigga Y'all niggas know what the
fuck going on Big 4L, big steppers Big footprints, pussy (Southside on the
track, yeah) Pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy Pussy, pussy, okay, 21 (Honorable C.N.O.T.E.) Okay, 21, okay, 21 (Okay) Okay (21, Metro Boomin want some more, nigga) 21, 21, 21 Big 4L, I'm a
member (Yeah) Leave an opp cold, like December (What?) .45 on me, it's a
Kimber (And what?) AK knocking down trees, like timber Get your baby mama 'fore we bend her (21) Hit the
windshield, not the
fender (21) Giving out smoke my agenda (21) Throw the
white flag, they surrender (Pussy) All black tux, I'm a
businessman (Pussy) Millionaire, still shaking killers hand (Woah) Take the
plug off and the
middle man (Woah) Spray the
whole block, I
don't give a
damn (Woah) Fuck a
nigga bitch, I'm a
gentleman (21) 21, your bitch know I
been the
man (21) Playing with the
rock like I'm Jigga man Gotta look a
nigga in the
eyes when you kill a
man Glock in my lap, everywhere I'm strapped Most these rappers cap, I
ain't giving dap Glenwood to the
flat, used to rob and trap Money tall, Shaq, choppa bullets, splat Chuck E. Cheese, rat, we get rodents whacked Way too many steppers, I
can't hold 'em back Body full of scars, face full of tats You pray on your knees, I
pray to my strap Say you want smoke, but the
fire come with it Money on your head, nigga, we'll come get it New Kel-Tec put a
hun-dun in it 'Partment so sweet, threw a
honey bun in it Keep it in the
street, I
ain't doing no squealing I
don't never put women in my business Full-time rapper, I
ain't doing no drilling Woah, woah, I
can make a M
in my sleep (Straight up) 17 breaking down a P
(On God) 18 start selling hard with Lil B
Hundred dollar three-five, a
whip from D
Riding down Glenwood, tank on E
All about the
money, I
ain't never smoke weed Cool young nigga, still take yo' cheese (Pussy) Not mine, this bitch for us (21) The
gang is what I
trust (Straight up) Don't argue, we don't fuss (Straight up) No talking, he get touched (Straight up) I
can't smoke my opps (On God) 'Cause all my opps is dust (Pussy) He think he the
battery, we call him Elon Musk (Pussy) Open your mouth when I
bust (21) Suck me up slow, don't rush (21) Having threesomes is a
must (Straight up) Hit it from the
back and she cussed (On God) I
put his bitch in the
Benz (21) She used to ride on the
bus (Damn) I
walk around with them thigh pads (21) But I
ain't got no yard rushed Glock in my lap, everywhere I'm strapped Most these rappers cap, I
ain't giving dap Glenwood to the
flat, used to rob and trap Money tall, Shaq, choppa bullets, splat Chuck E. Cheese, rat, we get rodents whacked Way too many steppers, I
can't hold 'em back Body full of scars, face full of tats You pray on your knees, I
pray to my strap