Gloccie Otto - DownTown, Pt. 2

(Uh huh, look
Bang, It's Gloccie
What?, Lets get it bro
Look, Uh huh
Phew phew
It's Gloccie
And I did that shit for the Kulture)
I shot him down, never forget it, I been caught that case bitch I don't wanna hear it
Remember I went for that hearing, Im 18, Give me one year and they clear it
They saying that my ass a threat, they hating, they basically admit that they fear me
Walk in the party I get turnt as fuck, I hop in the V I can't steer it
Imma keep dumping until this bitch empty, I know you don't like me
Couple months ago "Lets use a type beat"
Guess what, He still didn't fight me
I was outside like everyday, bitch I had holes in my Nikes
I be high as fuck, Im up in the stars
Put you in the sky like a kite be
Why that boy talking, He say this and that
He could get hit with the gat
We lay him down right on his back
We put that lil boy in a pack
Cisco my slime, that my slatt
We leaving the scene, we leaving him flat
Heard that boy talk on the net
Pull up get the dumping we turn him to ash
Shout out to big bro, feeling like Big Glo, making him lean like limbo
Pull up let's take a trip bro
He bitch, stomped him in my Timbos
Why that boy talk about me? Slide through gang shoot out his windows
I made lil bitch eat a clip, He talking he know that it's clipped though
He wonder why we don't talk to em
Snitched on the guys so you know we white chalking em
I told my guys get the stalking em
We catch his ass, lil bitch we was hawking em
You know that I don't do the snake shit
So stop the pretend
I seen em DownTown, I pulled out my Glock, I shot em and five of his friends

Written by:
Gloccie Otto

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