CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : GLOCKIANA

We in this b*t*h, like sardines (Gang, gang)
Aye
Gi-gi-girl next door
Time to play the games

Glockiana, get f**ked like Thotiana
I ball like common, I'm ballin hard like it's common, huh
Death on the way, you know death don't wait, boy, it's Columbine
You my clementine, pistol f**k your vagina, huh
Glockiana, get f**ked like Thotiana
I ball like common, I'm ballin hard like it's common, huh
Death on the way, you know death don't wait, boy, it's Columbine
You my clementine, pistol f**k your vagina, huh (He pu**y)

b*t*h, I'm finna make this sh*t quick
Cause I'ma find out where you live in a minute and you gon' die under that sh*t
Cause death what it is if it come to that sh*t, used to come to that sh*t
I know life a hoe, I never wanted that b*t*h
I know I can't hit you with the whole hunnid, it's cool, I'ma let you get some of that b*t*h
I know these n***as be frontin', that's why I back fire, can't fire back, you a bad liar
I ain't gon' get your hoe stuffed, you gon' get your throat cut
We don't spare sh*t, who the last tie?
Us, and we give f**ks, n***a, who, what
Never do that, you will lose match, burn out, that's a cool drag, if you choose that, you will lose gas tryna do max
I spill lean in my Fanta, huh
I think I just seen Santa, huh
She a part time dancer, huh, in the b*t*h like my grandma, huh
No T, she gon' slam it, huh, suck d**k like a grandma, huh
And she still do damage, huh, eat the d**k like a sammich, huh
I know these n***as folding that folding Glock, it's a phantom, huh
Boy, I'll unfold the sh*t out and blow yo' sh*t out like dandelions
I like coming on to just kill you with these two hands of mine
Or pop out, don't say nothing, just paint yo' face like a pantomime
This dough come from Anaheim, but I'm high like I'm Amazon
Feelin' like the great, you know these McQueens Alexander, huh
Seeing red and feelin' blue, but I black like I'm Panther, huh
That boy got me confused, how he want the smoke but no cancer, huh?