JBFROMDABLOKK - GLO Lyrics

Taz spun the beat, he did his thang, I ain't gon' cap
You want me on your track, it cost a fee, I really rap
I got niggas tryna beef, cause they hoe face was in my lap
I got bag up in the back, he'll flip your whip, no acrobat
I got shooters and Grand Rapids , that'll chase you to the raq
Them iblock members steppin' so hard, you would think this shit a frat
How you swear he fightin' demons, but ain't even got no hats
Been so deep up in my back, got the whole city on my back
Before I ever wrote a rhyme, all a nigga knew was trap
These niggas thuggin' on IG, they got an image for a app
He was tough up on the net, now he eternally nap
We got switches, Drakes, and A.R.P.'s, you run up, you get clapped
Yo, picture , on a Tee, you f*ck with me, you end up in the dirt
I seen my daddy die, my auntie cry, that shit there really hurt
Most these hoes be whack, that pussy bap, this bitch can't even squirt
Pull up on the scene, won't say a word, I let that money flirt
Want this shit, get up and get it, can't get nothin' without no work
Niggas pillow talkin', actin' gay, they might as well convert
Got them smackers out in Boulder, shout out to my nigga Bert
You joke with me, won't even play, I fly your bitch right out the Turks
You bitches broke, livin' check to check, y'all Feenin' for the first
Talk to the mic how I get paid, this shit a blessing and a curse
Binary switch, for the back Glock, this shit come out in bursts
Them six niggas, you let, gas you up, same six, carry your hearse
No competition, they can't f*ck with me, just show me how I'm verse
These ho-ass rappers in my county, they can't see me, at my worst
Play with my name, I'ma chase you down, gon' need more than a nurse
Before they do somethin' for the gram, these pussy niggas gon' rehearse
Too many lines up in my cup, ain't no more Beat, it's a cappella
These niggas broke, they sharin' cheese, I know who really havin' cheddar
He ran from me, he dropped his shoe, I'm at his house like Cinderella
Yo, bitch, pick me before she pick you, she know the Blokk gon' do it better
Seen her racks and she got wetter, f*ck her once and then forget her
Kick their ass right out the spot, then text her, man, that's gon' upset her
Make it rain in any weather, 1500 for the sweater
I'm in Houston thinkin' bout these racks, a bitch can't get a letter
On the phone with Ric and Dizo, tryna scheme to get these racks
Rico say he got the Jwett, Dizo say he flippin' packs
I told Rico, use that VPN, you don't your ass to splat
I told Dizo, don't be servin' everybody body niggas rats
It's too many ways to get it, how you niggas goin' flat
19X extended clip, I'll give you 30 like I'm fat
These niggas had they chance, they blew they shot, but now I'm up to bat