Lil Durk – Glock Up Lyrics

Lil Durk – Glock Up Lyrics
Glock Up
Lil Durk
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    "Glock Up." - Lil Durk

    Album: Lil Durk 2X (Deluxe)
    Track No: 07
    My boys play no games
    Keep mops, need no aim
    Lil Durk need no fame
    Pints in, need codeine
    2K for these Balmains
    2K cause we ballin'
    Bad bitch keep callin'
    Poker face, we all in
    Blockbuster, we pop up
    Pussy boys ain't on none'
    Keep your gun, we pop up
    Don't try us, we glocked up
    Homicide, I ain't seen none'
    Pussy boy with y'all mean mugs
    Pussy boy with y'all mean mugs
    Pussy boy with y'all mean mugs
    See us, them boys can't be us
    Tweakers, why they be wifing eaters
    E-Way, smoking, choking, coughing
    Rollin' up on that Keisha
    Guns down, man I can't leave 'em
    Make sure that he don't see us
    Run off on me, I guarantee my boys'll be to see him
    64 hundred normal
    Trap house be doin' numbers
    Hundred just don't be stunting
    You might make it through the summer
    You ain't eat cause you thuggin'
    Two two three shells like suckers
    She say she cannot fuck off a xanny, she need a upper
    Arrogant motherfucker
    Runnin' off from the bubble
    Felonies, I got double
    See me, they know it's trouble
    Shootin' shit, ain't no scuffle
    Vernie, that boy the muscle
    I be sippin' Actavis while them boys be sippin' 'Tussin
    My boys play no games
    Keep mops, need no aim
    Lil Durk need no fame
    Pints in, need codeine
    2K for these Balmains
    2K cause we ballin'
    Bad bitch keep callin'
    Poker face, we all in
    Blockbuster, we pop up
    Pussy boys ain't on none'
    Keep your gun, we pop up
    Don't try us, we glocked up
    Homicide, I ain't seen none'
    Pussy boy with y'all mean mugs
    Pussy boy with y'all mean mugs
    Pussy boy with y'all mean mugs
    Rob who?
    Just go and get a jive coupe
    I'm three-double-O, that's my tool
    You snatch this chain on L'A, this chopper gon' chop you
    My bitch ass is A1, in love with her top too
    Lil Booka will drop you
    Leave your ass wet up, this chain I got is wet up
    Don't trust no hoes, they set up
    It's Louis V all over me, I swear I'm in a chess club
    Streets gon' miss Bankroll, for him I keep a bankroll
    Hate skank hoes, and I never wear the same clothes
    Designer, ain't it ain't too hard to find us
    Got killers off in Atlanta, and I cop drink from the mana
    Excuse, I ain't got no manners
    Excuse, I ain't got no manners
    My boys play no games
    Keep mops, need no aim
    Lil Durk need no fame
    Pints in, need codeine
    2K for these Balmains
    2K cause we ballin'
    Bad bitch keep callin'
    Poker face, we all in
    Blockbuster, we pop up
    Pussy boys ain't on none'
    Keep your gun, we pop up
    Don't try us, we glocked up
    Homicide, I ain't seen none'
    Pussy boy with y'all mean mugs
    Pussy boy with y'all mean mugs
    Pussy boy with y'all mean mugs

    Writer(s): Durk Banks & Londen Buckner.

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