NazDaRealOsama - SRT ON EVERY GLOCK (feat. LayDinero)

SRT on every glock
SRT on every glock
SRT on every glock
Nigga SRT on every glock
SRT on every glock, SRT on
I can't go without my drac, pussy catch one to the face
Put this dick all in her mouth, she think it's fuckin' Colgate
I got them bows for the low and they ain't talkin' bout no plate
Nigga fuck up my play, he might just lose his life today
We might got the same gun but my shit hold a lot of weight
I'll take your fuckin' life, don't even think, no hesitate
I don't think I'm fuckin' human cause I'm a demon with this Drake
F-N 308, choppa rippin' through his face like he got maced
Tell your bitch stay in her place, I dick her down and pull her lace
Slap the dick all on her face, she eat it up, no hesitate
That boy the bank cause he got chased,
I'm payed in full, I think I'm ace
My bitch not today, I caught him at the light and dumped that eighth
I can't go without my drac, pussy catch one to the face
Put this dick all in her mouth, she think it's fuckin' Colgate
I got them bows for the low and they ain't talkin' bout no plate
Nigga fuck up my play, he might just lose his life today
Don't even think, no hesitate, hopped off the porch when I was 8
You say my name, my shit hold weight
Got ya bitch pussy wetter than a lake
Feel like a barber, I leave a tape, I tell her, keyboard, give me space
Buy a whole mask, she know her place
Can't go on a date if I can't take drac
SRT on every Glock
SRT on every Glock
SRT on every Glock
Nigga, SRT on every Glock
SRT on every Glock
SRT on every Glock
Aye, I been that, I'm on fuckin' top,
Fuck a opp bitch, make that pussy pop
Told the bro he better keep on squeezin' to that body drop
Aye, gotta mix that soda with that water in a kitchen pot
Came up off a quarter, not a dub, I'm on fuckin' top
Aye, aye, fuck it, let's go spin the block, you know I got the ARP
Osama keep the fucking Glock
She say, Lay, I want you bad
Told the lil bitch go kick fucking rocks
SRT on every Glock, SRT on every Glock
You know I shoot until it's fucking empty
Put this shit on, bitch, I'm rockin' Fendi
Can't pick a Glock, I got two fuckin' many
This bitch off honey packs and fuckin' hennu
I was broke, I couldn't even get a penny
Now she want me, cause I get it plenty
Bad lil' bitch, they call her Kenzie
Heard my opps say they gon' fuckin' end me
I can't go without my bae
Leave nut all on her face
What's in your pants? Ho, this is drac
The type put shit in your face
Put a nigga in his place, they know I'm real know I don't play
He keep on dissing on the gang, that boy gon' lose his life today

Written by:
Dalayah Shelton, J’Nazion Battle

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