Twobandz - Glock & Car Lyrics

Bought a new Glock won't jam don't stop
I was the one wit da glock and da car
Jammin off percs i be high like a star
Free all my niggas that's locked in dem bars
223 bullets gon go thru a car
Nigga i peep u i see frm afar
Glizzy be tucked on my waist 3 arms
I got da weight ima push my arms
Sliming him out he a opp now
33 shells be equipped wit da glock now
Lil bitch be to hype tell her pipe down
Niggas want smoke till they dead ona playground
Lil baby wanna Hoover my weed
I'm tryn f*ck then tell her to leave
Got a new glock, won't buy her no weave
30 klip ina glock uh
30 klip leave 29 shells
Business man i be bringing in sells
Pop a tag for my bitch in Chanel
Niggas rats i want cheese don't tell
I was ina trap watchin digits do flips
I tote da glock Fukk a kop n shit
Backdoor locked I'm lookin for licks
Too many chops ina car don't fit
Slimed out really sliming on a bitch
Bruh real mad heard he was a snitch
Goin out bad down on ur dick
Laser on da glock now i need a switch
Feds on my line i was swipin and skammin
I'm off a ten ion earl im jammin
Lightskin bitch keep talkin n dancing
When i get rich ima trap out da mansion
I need a pink pussy no panther
Niggas want smoke givin out cancer
Holdin it up nigga it's a ransom
Baggin deez niggas something like Santa
Bought a new Glock won't jam don't stop
I was the one wit da glock and da car
Jammin off percs i be high like a star
Free all my niggas that's locked in dem bars
223 bullets gon go thru a car
Nigga i peep u i see frm afar
Glizzy be tucked on my waist 3 arms
I got da weight ima push my arms
Sliming him out he a opp now
33 shells be equipped wit da glock now
Lil bitch be to hype tell her pipe down
Niggas want smoke till they dead ona playground