GLOCK Lyrics

I'm fuckin' back, man, I ain't goin' to that bar until I die, yeah

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Look at all them fuckin' caribs, blow his motherfuckin' head off

Fuck that lil' bitch, I don't fuckin' care, blow his motherfuckin' head off

AK-47 with a fuckin' drum, with a beam, I don't give a fuck

Shoot him in the sky, look at the clouds, I just motherfuckin' pull up some bullets in the cloud

We don't give a fuck, yeah, you come passin' around that block

I'ma motherfuckin' shoot your car with a fuckin' Glock

I don't motherfuckin' give a fuck about you no more, man, fuck you

Fuck this bitch, I don't give no fucks to the bitch, fuck her

Fuck her, grab my two and a mom, fuck her, yeah

Rail truck, bitch, I was truckin' that shit, I don't give no fucks

Uh, uh, I don't give no fucks, yeah, yeah

Big things, I give two fucks, three fucks, four fucks, five fucks

One, two, three, four, nigga, shut the fuck up

Shut the fuck up

Guy got a treat, I'll pick you up, yeah

Pick, go pick it, give me your money, I don't care, yeah

I don't care anymore, go pick it, little boy

Little, yeah, little boy

Yeah, yeah, little boy

Yeah, yeah, little boy

Yeah

In that Barbie car, I'm hungry, don't fuck, finna swirl

In that bitch with the fur, boy, I'm more finna go to Mars

Mars, Mars, finna go to Mars

Mars, Mars

In that bitch all over the world

Ay, what, ay

Scam a little old bitch for all of her money

Little old bitch, fuck old money

Fuck

Fuck

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

That's the sound of a God