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Sheck Wes - Glock Lyrics

Glock Lyrics[Intro]
Yeah (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
Bitch (Bitch), bitch (Fah, fah)
Bitch, yeah (Ouu)
Yeah (Ouu)
Yeah (Ouu), yeah

[Verse]
DN, DN, DN (DN)
You know I've been tweakin' (Facts)
New girlfriend every weekend (Facts)
How the fuck, I'm cheating (How?)
The kids like Sheck Jesus (Jesus)
Damn, you got us fiending (Fiending)
Drop that new heat, man (Heat it)
We wanna learn the lyrics (Uh-huh)
Y'all don't know the lyrics (Uh-uh)
Bitch, I am rap genius (Genius)
Pockets fat, like Kenan (Kel)
Got them girls, got them girls
Got them girls tweakin' (Tweakin')
For a nigga penis (Dick)
Damn (Damn), damn (Damn)
Why the fuck I insert it? (Fuck)
Young Sheck Wes (Yeah)
Damn, had to desert her (Bitch)
Fucking with no purpose (Uh)
Hit that ass from the back (Yeah)
I got ate up like turkey (Gobble)
Sheck Wes always workin' (Workin')
Huh, goin on the road (Do it like gravel)
Tryna get chicken like churches (Yeah)
Buy my momma them purses (Bitch)
'Cause my momma deserve it (Facts)
And she made Sheck Jesus (Facts)
And I got niggas nervous (Bitch)
Niggas wanna beef, we serve it (Yeah)
My boys Jackson like Curtis (Bitch)
All my young niggas sturdy (What?)
Ball like Daniel Sturridge (Bitch)
All my diamonds bite (Bite)
All your diamonds blurry
Young Sheck Wes, I'm chosen (Ooh)
Like LeBron James (Ouu)
Ice, what's on the neck? Ice
What's in the cup? Ice
What's on the wrist? (Wrist)
Nothin', I don't like watches (Nothin')
Watch the fit, alright (Uh-uh)
Young Sheck Wes, I am higher (Uh-uh)
I'm higher than a motherfucking flight
I can't fuck with these bitches (Uh-uh)
These drugs can't get one night (Nuh-uh)
But if shorty got that good shit
Young Sheck Wes hit that twice (Uh-uh)
Tore the hoes on me like fleece (Bitch)
I be itchin' for the paper, like lice (Like lice)
If you're tryna book Young Sheck Wes
You niggas better cover them flights
If you're tryna book Young Sheck Wes (Uh-huh)
You niggas better cover that price
'Cause what's on my neck? Ice (Bitch)
What's in the cup? Ice (Ice)
What's on the wrist? Ice (Yeah)
My momma need that ice too
I do this my whole life (My life)
My gang on strife (Strife)
Shots right through the night, uh (Yeah)
What's on the neck? Ice
What's in the cup? Ice (Ice)
What's on the wrist? (Ouu, ouu, ouu, ouu, ouu)

[Open Verse]