Glock Party Lyrics

Big Drastic, nigga

Yo, favorite rapper, favorite rapper

About to start making these niggas call me the greatest

I just dropped some light shit, threw it straight on the gram

He askin' for them prices on them bows, then coppin' a gram

One of my opps get shot, then a gun in my hand

I'ma spray this bitch till it decocked and reloaded again

Spray that tech till it clicked and I'm foldin' it in

Fiend sayin' this pack the one I put four on a ten

Niggas tryin' to build they house up, I blow that bitch in

Niggas hate me, they don't even know me, they follow the leader

Shit, before you bought that bitch a ring, she was swallowin' leaders

Trust us, if I pull this bitch out, you gon' die from a seizure

Tell me now, if a nigga slide, would you ride for your people

Shell catcher on this AR when I spark to get equal

Hit him in his face four times, this weapon is lethal

Wish a nigga would try and hide, I'm huntin' his people

Shots fired, man down, now they chalkin' the cement

Start that bitch, I'll park that bitch, don't even put the key in it

Say the word, I'm on his ass, don't even wanna be with him

Dras de on some B shit, no rush but I speed clips

On your Reed shit, double agent, just let me find out

My guns are blazin', you'll be patient if I miss your face

Let me switch it up before I catch a case

I was Mr. Yo on the interstate, I can get it gone with no interplay

I heard the stomach's growlin', I could've covered my dinner plate

Just call me Mr. Get the Cake, they used to call me Fab Dras

Yeah, it's only me, but I be droppin' like the Fab Five

AR spray his, RAV4, and now it's just a V5

50 Zone, I been gang, way before the peace sign

Choppa leave a tree trunk, but I ain't shootin' tree lines

I'm droppin' all bars, waitin' till they hear my B side

I could've made them pay, but I'ma drop this on the free sign

I'm quick to pick a beat and murk that bitch, I get aggressive

You can take it how you wanna take it, that's just your elective

Only shoot the kill shot, I'll leave them coughin' and wheezin

I'm a blessing without the sneezin', that vest ain't gon' do a thing

My name ring when I'm not around, suppressors don't make a sound

Red dot on a pussy nose, I'm eliminatin' the clown

With that pen and paper, I'm crowned, just waitin' on that major play

Till then I'm slicin' through these boulders, I need another razor blade

Tell them my Z stand for hope, I'm here to save the day

But I ain't came to play, shit can get ugly, it's Flava Flav

Block me and I threw a block party, they gon' respect my name

All tree of y'all, I stumped the ground and tall trees will fall

Get high then I free fall, fuckin with me at grand chance

If I was the ground, the whole world would do a handstand

Drastic, chef me up the beat, I'm goin' stupid ham

Can't even assist with the white, I gotta super slam

Blue and whoop paint on the Chevy, fly like a superman

Bought a hundred pounds in the trunk, I had the stupid cram

Two birds whip three and a half, I got a stupid hand

A nigga stupid, man, I'll fuck around and shoot a man

Shit, what's the deal, man? Shit, I'm the pill man

Pound man, out of town man, I'm the brick man

Shit