BigKayBeezy and Lil Zay Osama - Glock 9
(Timeline, oh my God)Baow, baow-baow-baow-baow
Bitch
On foenem grave
079, you know what the fuck goin' on
Look, 07 Gang (G Gang, Z Gang, Put Down Gang)
Look (damn)
We don't condone in drive-by's (baow, baow)
We on the opps side (yeah)
Zay got what you lookin' for, just ask him for a Moon Pie (Moon Pie)
Put switchy on my opps (switchy on my), just threw a switchy on my .45
Get busy, I'm like just pop out get busy, bitch, I'm outside (brrt)
Damn, a hunnid shots (a hunnid shots) you hear them shots fired (baow, baow)
We threw extensions on XDs and Glocks, I know the opps tired (the opps tired)
And I heard he fuck with the cops, I'm tryna catch a Glock 9 (Glock 9)
Damn, damn bitch, I'm tryna catch a Glock 9 (baow, baow-baow-baow-baow)
I just bought a new Glock when we go catch this body then obviously the Glock 9 mad (shh)
You ain't poppin' to me, girl, you're not that fine (nah)
I'ma pass her to C, this a Drac with a flask
When you go up the street don't forget do the dash
'Cause I'm blowin' this bitch if I see 'em outside (boaw, baow-baow)
And you know it's a hit when I put on that mask (you know it's a hit)
Bitch, sippin' Hennessy outta flask (Hennessy)
Hit his ass with heat tryna give him a rash (damn)
Knock his ass off his feet, I won't give him a pass (come here)
Now he in the ground somewhere under all that dirt (all that dirt)
How you let him get away with all that work? (With all that work)
Flexin' on the 'Gram with a Drac, but it must don't work, bitch (but it must don't work, bitch)
Or your ass won't be on that shirt (skrrt, skrrt)
Put one-eighty on dash make it turn like skrrt (skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, tighten up 'fore your ass get hurt (gang, gang-gang-gang-gang)
Told her right after I nut, girl, I'm goin' in your purse (goin' in your purse)
She ain't never been a slut, but she goin' off a Perc (but she goin' off a perc)
I be posted in the cut with a smirk like Durk (like Durk)
I'm tryna see you die, I don't wanna see you hurt (I don't wanna see you hurt)
Tryna get between your thighs, baby
Let me see you work, see you work, work, work, work (let me, let me see you work)
We don't condone in drive-by's (drive-by's)
We on the opps side (baow, baow-baow-baow-baow)
Zay got what you lookin' for, just ask him for a Moon Pie (Moon Pie)
Put switchy on my opps (switchy on my), just threw a switchy on my .45
Get busy, I'm like just pop out get busy, bitch, I'm outside (I'm outside)
Damn, a hunnid shots (a hunnid shots)
You hear them shots fired (baow, baow)
We threw extensions on XDs and Glocks, I know the opps tired (the opps tired)
And I heard he fuck with the cops, I'm tryna catch a Glock 9 (tryna catch a Glock 9)
Damn, bitch, I'm tryna catch a Glock 9 (Glock 9)
They know I went Trackhawk (they know I went Trackhawk)
They know I went Scatpack (ayy, ayy)
You keep talkin' about this honey bun, boy, I've been past that (pass the fuckin' honey)
You don't even buy your own weed, you gotta pass that (hand that here)
If we don't hear nobody the first time, we gon' slide back (slide back)
Grrrt-grrt, that's a sign (grrrt), see him fall I turn around (switch)
You can't name a time I seen my opps (ayy, ayy)
And I ain't dump 'em down (I ain't dump 'em down)
We smoke all my dead opps (dead opps)
Opps sayin', "Shh"
Catch a headshot (headshot), that's another dead opp (dead opp)
I just hit the gallery (hit the gallery)
She saw me hop out the Lamb
Now that's one porn in my gallery (skrrt, gallery)
I just spent your salary
I did shit to my opps like years ago and they still mad at me (bitch)
(They still mad at me 'cause niggas dead)
Ayy, I'ma fuck them bitch ass niggas up (gang)
We don't condone in drive-by's (drive-by's)
We on the opps side (baow, baow-baow-baow-baow)
Zay got what you lookin' for, just ask him for a Moon Pie (Moon Pie)
Put switchy on my opps (switchy on my), just threw a switchy on my .45
Get busy, I'm like just pop out get busy, bitch, I'm outside (I'm outside)
Damn, a hunnid shots (a hunnid shots)
You hear them shots fired (baow, baow)
We threw extensions on XDs and Glocks, I know the opps tired (the opps tired)
And I heard he fuck with the cops, I'm tryna catch a Glock 9 (tryna catch a Glock 9)
Damn, bitch, I'm tryna catch a Glock 9 (Glock 9)
Written by:
Isaiah Dukes, Manyang Kual, Truman Rogers II
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