letra de hole in one - glokk40spaz
[intro]
my opp wanna go to war’ but they b-tch ass broke, huh
i got tuty b riding in that srt
put that fye on his ass, bet he won’t touch me
can’t lie to the b-tch she ion even trust me
burn his ass with that glock, like hiv
we gon’ run in his crib, f-ck mtv
riding with this glock like it blokk life, n-gga ratting on his d-mn atv─ (this a $hotcaller where the exclusive at n-gga)
yeah, yeah
i’m with some vamps (vamps, spaz)
hmm
[chorus]
man, he ran up on the vamps’ got his ass dealt with
on the mob i tried em like a free pick
pop his ass slide in the rain, ain’t no evidence
bit’ gave me brain and that sh-t was magnificent
put a curse on his b-tch ass like malеficent
baby drac’ in the bag, man that bit’ gotta kick
baby life spaz wеt they block up leave a n-gga seasick
huh, pull out my fye cause he getting to close
gotta white lil b-tch just f-ckin in one aisle
man these b-tches burnt like toast
he mad cause his b-tch choking on my d-ck, man i’m just gon slit his throat, yeah
jojo still bang that 4, yeah
ima crash out bout my loc, huh
my opp wanna go to war’ but they b-tch ass broke, huh
i got tuty b riding in that srt
put that fye on his ass, bet he won’t touch me
can’t lie to the b-tch she ion even trust me
burn his ass with that glock like hiv
we gon’ run in his crib, f-ck mtv
riding with this glock like it blokk life, n-gga ratting on his d-mn atv
huh, n-gga hidin when they see me
n-gga get scared go pee
hit the booth ten time how the song got leak?
talkin crazy on the gram, then we popped at his jeep
n-gga ran from the mob, got athlete feet
shiesty as f-ck bwhoa i’m the back door king
yo b-tch go for the gang, b-tch in the backseat eating
if she f-ck one of us, that b-tch gon’ f-ck all of us
k got a sig, go on a late night store run
knock out my opp do em bad like a hole in one
talm bout he safe, f-ck n-gga i’m the only one
put a hole in his chest like donut
walk with this glock like a christian ain’t goin for none
bit’ talkin crazy i pull out her bun
every time i f-ck her tell her that i’m done
ion wanna be in relationship took that n-gga glock, strip that sh-t naked
whoa put a d-ck in this 26, just like a raping, f-ckin his b-tch ass’ now we gon’ chase em
im bout to sip up this sh-t just like maple
huh, p-ssy better stop telling them fables
when i catch that boy slippin’ pull his card like a cable
ima take the plug off and get rich like jeff bezos
huh, hit his ass leave his ass confused
i popped my opp thank to god that i seen em on the news
slide on a opp block just for some get back
i ain’t never say this sh-t was true, pop at cha hat if you fit the shoot
opp behind me i turn around then i just up it and shoot
bl4l ion wanna hang with ya lame ah’ crew
couldn’t hit the p-ssy “pee yew”, shawty p-ssy bald just like caillou
punched em in the mouth he need a new tooth
f-cked a white b-tch and dipped that hoe say “screw you”
play with the mob and get ate just like soup
caught him in traffic we left em on mute
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