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letra de first day out / free glocks 2 - nolanberollin

[intro]
(jay motherf-ckin’ $plash)
(captaincrunch presents!)

[verse 1]
yung life alert came straight for the b-tches
glock-9 leave em’ on the floor like a matress
i’ma leave the jail in an uber with a bad b-tch
i’ma flip a pack then i make a stack
i was servin’ beans like they tic-tacs
call me santa claus cause’ i got a sack
if the feds come, exit through the back
chips in the bag, no snack
chips in the bag, i ain’t talkin lay’s (don’t do it, woah)
back in 09′ i had a prepaid (woah sh-t)
way before the glock i had a switchblade (woah sh-t)
try to rob me, we gon’ run a fade
try to rob me, i hit you with the k
playin’ with them bands, saxaphone
posted on the block, call me safety cone
my patience short, madeintyo
i’ma fold a n-gg-, portfolio
your main keep askin’ “where did nolly go”?
i was servin’ mid down in idaho

[interlude]
hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up hol’ up
that’s not what ya’ll really wanted
that’s not what ya’ll waitin’ for
ay yo, free beanman, free yung life alert
you know how we do it
you know how we f-ckin do it
glone sh-t

[intro to free glocks 2]
aquarium, i got fishscale
i’ma send a letter, blackmail (i’m a n-gg-!)
all white bricks, my crib’s a igloo
call me library, cause’ your sh-t’s overdue

[verse 2]
aquarium, i got fishscale
i’ma send a letter, blackmail (i’m a n-gg-!)
all white bricks, my crib’s a igloo
call me library, cause’ your sh-t’s overdue
14 that’s the size on my d-mn shoe
called me a crab, so i shot him out the blue
i got all the drugs, so i guess i’m a h–rder
basketball’s a dollar cause’ it got 4 quarters
i ain’t even care about your car, i got guap
throwin’ out the signs like a stop, traffic cop
you can call me corn, i’ma pop
i got glock
1 times 1 equals glock
only said i rap, be that perc
put ya’ girl to work, she my clerk (okay)
call me ihop, i got syrup
sippin baby bottle, make her burp
i put lean on pancakes
miss it when i take it, that’s a mistake
she black and white
i’ma call it zebra cakes(?)
n-gg-s cookin’ crack, i’ma learn how to bake
bruh mad at me
ok cool, ok gap
f-ck a 16, i sell bars, i don’t rap
you ain’t got no work, you don’t trap, you just cap
call me suitcase, i got pack

- nolanberollin

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