Album Cover Free 2glocks

Free 2glocks

4KT Yungin

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Like free two glocks

Koby hop out with Smitty

No jay gon face him with a drac′Banana clip inside the K and bang this bitch in broad day

Niggas better keep they wig on cause we aiming for your lace

I got them switches on the way

Promise a nigga wont play

Swap the smitty for a forty

I work this bitch without a switch

That bitch be sounding like a rifle

Squeeze this bitch until it click

We back shit up all in traffic

Catch a opp and face that bitch

Turn a rental to a hottie

I'm out the window that K gon spit

I ain′t never had no pick so why the fuck you trying to play

Hit and chief this Cali bud

Two two three straight to the face

Can't duck a switch get out the way

Can't throw a slang I know it′s gay

Ho′ I'm gangsta as a bitch

Can′t name a nigga ever tip

Five-five sixes in the clip but fuck with traplord for a zip

He ain't use it so I bucked it know I′m shiesty as a bitch

Put that Wockhardt in a backwood but I still reverse the clip

Ain't got no picks say I′m too gangsta bitch you motherfucking right

Don't stop the car I'm hopping out

Give me the drop I′m coming slide

Niggas gangster on the gram but in real life them niggas hiding

And imma get back free lil′ tweety if that Glock stay by my side

Last time I fronted some weed I took a loss man that shit dead

I fuck with crips that be on sixties

Mama I'm gangsta I ain′t scared

My Lil hottie get the drop it's time to slide we Poppin out

I can′t shout you in my song if I ain't see you clutch a Glock

And you pussy, you got picks, you got some hoe tendencies

We got biscotti like its bubba what the fuck is ten a g

Niggas like to throw a slang and then go hide behind a tree

I know a youngin from that wood so how the fuck you run from me

I know niggas that had A′s in high school but be sliding

Most these gangster niggas rats

I ain't fucking with that time

Might deliver jay a switch I know he nasty with that nine

And I ain't never had a pick and I can merch it on the guys

Like free two Glocks

Koby hop out with the Smitty

No jay gon face him with a drac

Banana clip inside the K and bang this bitch in broad day

Niggas better keep they wig on cause we aiming for your lace

I got them switches on the way

Promise a nigga won′t play

No matter if he got a drac bitch I ain′t running with a stick

Let off that we spin they block

Come back around make sure he hit

How you a gangsta late at night you just pillow talk for a bitch

A one-man army by myself you know imma let off that switch

I chased him down feel like a block hit him up top he in a ditch

Niggas vouching check your paperwork you know yo' dawg a snitch

How you a killa had a thirty but you only let off six

And when its beef no outta bounds you bet not let me catch your sis

I ain′t no cornerback so best believe bitch I ain't got no picks

Creeping in your section with my weapon just me and my stick

And if I catch you outta bounds Lil bitch your momma gon′ be sick

And don't mistake for no pussy you gon′ get hit in ya' shit

Don't hang out windows hawk shit down

Let off that went through his back

His potna′ screaming Ricky

Turnt his hoe ass to a pack

His potna′ dead ain't coming back

That′s on your back you bet not lack

Pull onside him let off fifty

Watch his head jump through the glass

That four-five toss that bitch jay

Cause if he catch you that's your ass

Park the car I′m hopping out cause lilg made me flip the mag

Snuck up on a white man

He ain't wanna blow I bust his ass

And bitch I still be in that wood

Just hit my line you want some gas

Snuck in Ks bullets flying them bitches coming at your house

Give my lil brother the drop and he coming scope you out

We ain′t never going broke

We sellin packs up in the drought

Know its dangerous round this way

But I'm still taking that route

Keep on dissing on that gang I swear its up there like a kite

Keep on talking on the net watch how I take your fucking life

Pouring fours up in the sprite

Know we been clutching on Ks

Bullets hit him in his chest

I was trying to break his face

Thats that gas that's in my lungs

I passed it to my fucking mans

He up the blick I let it blow I′m trying to catch a fucking hat

We spin a bin′ we got a hat

Man what you on we selling packs

Say lil Judah out his mind he trying to catch a fucking hat

Then them pussy niggas reppin and I jacked him out his glock

Yea I told that bitch come get it back you know I'm sending shots

Shoutout to the twins they trying to up the score for real

Yea one-hundred in the glock

Yea we trying to get a fucking kill

Then them pussy niggas put me in they groupchat yea they shit

And them niggas from that plate you know I′m finna' fucking blitz

And that nigga from that four you know he pussy as a bitch

Nigga mad at me about a bitch you know I′m slanging sticks

And its a rat inside that Op and if I catch him that's his ass

Next time I go to the Cro I′m leaving dreads all on the glass

Send a gutta' hoe to smush him I ain't gotta wipe my hands

And I don′t care if you my people I′ll still bust your ass

Trade that ruger for a smitty Jaydaraw then got me right

Then turn that nine back to a forty put that bitch inside his life

Joce my nigga I'm still stepping

Ran it up nigga ain′t check me

Put that bitch on you in any situation like a blessing

Step on you and do my time and never have to ask a question

You want a hollow or a zombie tip man fuck it you could guess it

And I been lurking all they drops I'm just hoping a nigga test me

And I′m surrounded by trappers, killers and niggas who arrested

Like free two glocks

Koby hop out with the smitty

No jay gon face him with a drac

Banana clip inside the K and bang this bitch in broad day

Niggas better keep they wig on cause we aiming for your lace

I got them switches on the way

Promise a nigga won't play

Say lilg you clear the back and you know I got the front

If I see a opp I swear to god imma let them shots off

Hold on knock his shit off

Nigga know what I′m on

When I catch him imma send them bitches right into his fucking dome

Yea I'm trying to slide lil nigga

Them niggas gon die lil nigga

Them niggas not outside lil nigga

So I guess they hiding nigga

What you trying to do laa matt

Yea I'm trying to get him whacked

Fuck it I want your shooter nigga

What you wanna do lil nigga

Still got love for them dirty pistols

Yea them bitches too official

Ask the fucking last nigga

I put him on his ass nigga

Shoulda did him bad nigga

But he ran too fast nigga

Hold on I did that bad nigga

Yea I′m on they ass nigga

I don′t give a fuck you can't get no pass

Nigga know wassam with me

Swear to god I′m gon' spazz out

Nigga know I′m gon' crash out

Leave a nigga assed out

Leave yo′ fucking mouth wide

Tell yo' potna' come get yo′ shakeback

Send them six twos where yo′ face at

Nigga know what I'm on yellow tape that′s where he was nigga

I don't give a fuck lil nigga

Popped him and we got the fuck lil nigga