Glocks and rollies – King Lil G lyrics

Lyrics Glocks and rollies – King Lil G

Glocks and rollies lyrics
I had your bitches in my Insta live again
I never left I am coming from the Southside again
They twist it up they licking up my raps with Mary Jane
They pass it to me then I slowly start to elevate
We gon’ make it a 1-8-7 if you violate
That means you send me your location if you talkin’ brave
They wanna keep hatin’ f**k what they sayin’ b***h I’m on the field
How you gon’ know if the thing is on me if it stays concealed
The demons keep talking to me in my sleep I’m hoping I pray I live
It all started happening when I started rapping I was selling pills
These bitches was crazy they was tripping off these candy bars
Bitches was getting naked when I give ’em a Xanny bar

I’m official (On the hood) that’s official (It’s on the hood)
If you don’t like it then you bitches press an issue (Where you at?)
I’m official (Yeah) that’s official (Yeah)
I got these ratchet bitches holdin’ on my pistol (Yeah yeah yeah)
That’s a Glock (That’s a Glock) that’s a Rollie (That’s a Rollie)
That’s on God we the ones that shot your homie (Click clack)
That’s a Glock that’s a Rollie (Yeah)
I told these bitches it was presidential only hold these

You talk about me you get put in a box
I ain’t running I’m evading the cops
What you mean she’s a regular thot?
Not important just some regular props
I ain’t trippin’ if you famous or not
We can get it if you need to get got
We can see you if you need to get dropped
I’m in the meeting I ain’t tryna get signed
I just wanna take a trip to Milan
With two bitches take a trip to Milan
Then go to Vegas and make five
I know you heard through the grapevine
I’ma salute with a gang sign
Fifth letter with a baseline
I’ma do me how you feel about it?
We just melted a gun with a hundred bodies
I forgot about it
When the helicopter threw the lights up on me but I kept on walking
Had the gun in my sock but I kept on mobbing
Ain’t nobody tripping ain’t nobody talking
F*****g with one of the realest ones
Ask your homie has he killed once?
Better go out while you still young
I ain’t moving ’til the deal’s done

I’m official that’s official
If you don’t like it then you bitches press an issue (That’s on the hood)
I’m official that’s official (Gang gang)
I got these ratchet bitches holdin’ on my pistol (Gang gang gang)
That’s a Glock (That’s a Glock) that’s a Rollie (That’s a Rollie)
That’s on God we the ones that shot your homie (Click clack)
That’s a Glock (Glock) that’s a Rollie (That’s a Rollie)
I told these bitches it was presidential only

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