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Bounce Out Wit Dat Glokk9 [Prod. by De'la]

๐Ÿ‘ค GlokkNine โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Loyalty Kill Love โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:28
๐ŸŽต 3056 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:28 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 18154805

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

(yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
(Ay this G9, bitch)

Bounce out with my dawgs
And when we thuggin' we got Glock nines
I'm that double K
One on 'em, sweep your block out
They sayin' I'm the one
Streets chose, then you dropped out
I was on the block
Straight muggin' with the DropBox
Candy red coupe
Double pipes, ain't no wreckout
I had to get her knowledge
Just to see what that bitch hear about
Forty with the thirty
Extended clip make me stand out
Forty with the thirty
Extended clip make me stand out

It's time to paint the picture
Get the vision, see it clear
I'm like free my brother 30
He say "fuck ya, you ain't Skrilla"
In the rain when I was dirty
I called your name and you ain't hear it
Now they feeling everything I say
I'm getting in they ear
My nigga pull up where you stay
And then we disappear
I'm tryna have my mama in a Wraith
By the end of this year
My nigga pull up where you stay
And then we disappear
I'm tryna have my mama in a Wraith
By the end of this year

I seen him flexing with that sack
Well okay, we gon scope it
I'm armed and dangerous
You know I'm moving sporty
My uncles, they keep tellin' me
"Just slow it down, lil Woadie"
But damn, I'm on my dick
Hittin' licks with lil OD
Remember in the county, beat that pussy
Crack a code in it
They asked me why I make the Fed
'Cause really, you don't know me
Bitch I'm from the bricks
Where them whips, they be stolen
Bitch I'm from the bricks
Where them whips, they be stolen

Had to get up off my ass
I'm on the pallet now it's scoping
Looking in your window
Got the sack and I'mma poke it
My niggas, we don't leave the house
Unless that 9lokk is on 'em
And it's suckas 'round these niggas
Like it's ring around the rosie
Call swifter than a bitch
Tie you up, no Ronda Rousey
Jumped right in that water
Ain't float, I went to drowning
Makeup on your face
You a clown, you be clowning
Makeup on your face
You a clown, you be clowning

Uh, fly as fuck
Ain't no Tide, bitch this Downy
(Yeah, uh, ay)
What you on, you tryna clown me
(Yeah, uh)
Ay, count me out, they went to counting
(Yeah, uh, ay, yeah)
Oh, and I ain't frowning
(Yeah, uh)
Ay, I got a smile, I ain't frowning
(Uh, ay, yeah)
Count me out, they went to counting
(Yeah, uh, ay)
Count me out, they went to counting
(Yeah, uh, ay)
Count me out, they went to counting
(Uh, yeah)
Count me up, we doing numbers now
(Yeah)
Ay 9lokknine, he brought the summer out
(Yeah, uh)
Ay, yeah it's sunny, now it's heat
(Ay, yeah, uh)
I'm a flame, they say I'm heat
(Yeah, uh, ay)
And I'm the one they wanna be, yeah
(Uh, ay, yeah)
And now they tryna come with the G, yeah
(Uh, ay, yeah)
And now they tryna come on the team, yeah
(Uh, ay, yeah)
And now they tryna be like we, yeah
(Uh, ay, yeah)
Army gang nah YJB
(Uh, ay, yeah)
AFNF, oh yeah, that's me
(Uh, ay, yeah)
AFNF, oh yeah, that's we
(Uh, ay, yeah)
Shoutout to Fye, he got a beam
(Uh, ay, yeah)
Shoutout to OD, that's the team
(Uh, ay, yeah)
And it tucked, oh yeah, he mean, yeah
(Uh, ay, yeah)
And lil Meek, he off a bean, yeah
(Uh, ay, yeah)
And it tote-
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah

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