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letra de first day out the feds - glockboy bobo

[intro]
first day out, man, y’all know what the f-ck goin’ on, man
whole lotta gang sh-t, man
and i got gang in this b-tch right now with me
on foenem
gang
ayy
what i tell they ass, foe?
(they got wooskii on the mix)

[verse]
headshots
free f1, the headshot
ko be on point, got a drac’ with a red dot
we all got switches
we do it for bob, we do it for the trenches
b-tches be fanned out
come suck my d-ck, i don’t wanna take pictures
put the opps on punishment
i’ll call murdock, he’ll come through bl!ckin’
i know n-ggas don’t like me
but who the f-ck gon’ say somethin’? exactly, quiet
shoot sh-t like a free throw
don’t suck my d-ck if you ain’t finna deepthroat
pop me a perc’ three-oh
f-ck the feds, i’m back out here with my people
my opps some b-tches
steady watchin’ my story, i’ll drop my addy
just found me a vibe
darkskin lil’ b-tch like kisha off belly
my circle so tight
no snakes, if it is, i’ll switch like melly
i’ll switch like brrt
pop out with a drac’, y’all n-ggas ain’t ready
we ain’t got no xds
everything we tote is a drac’ or a glock
let a motherf-cker test me
murdock come through, put a n-gga on fox
i’ll f-ck one time
she keep callin’ me, i tried to put her on slime
do sh-t no mask
pop up with that face, they gon’ see me this time
one-twenty on the e-way
d-mn near crashed that b-tch, i was high off a perc’
jumped his gate for a g-lock
now come across damon tryna get your merch
we really be steppin’
ask never mind, my shawty ‘nem turnt
f-cked her with her best friend
they both eat d-ck, them hoes be turnt
off-white with amiri
throw a switch on the glock, shot once, shoot ten
these n-ggas be goofy
any b-tch i hit, i can f-ck ’em again
back down i made it
the trenches my sh-t, won’t miss me again
monroe my shawty
finna open these doors, gotta let folks in
i don’t wanna be loved
i’m heartbroken, i’ma tote my gun
he done wifed my sl-t
she gon’ run back to me, he can’t make her cum
i don’t want one b-tch
i need two, one boring, gotta make sh-t fun
i’ll call up clay
ain’t gotta shoot this time, shawty get sh-t done

- glockboy bobo

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