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biggest opp - glockboy bobo lyrics

[intro]
grrah
vrrr
go, go
(goldchains, n*gga)
vrrr
vrrr
go, go
(they got wooskii on the mix)
brrr

[verse 1]
uh, i feel like the whole city against me
it’s money involved, had to cut my hoes off, i can’t trust them b*tches (i can’t trust them b*tches)
i’m into it with n*ggas i don’t know i’m into it with, man, this sh*t so tricky (this sh*t so tricky)
i done did some sh*t in my past, spanked some sh*t, i know what come with it (grrr)
after that sh*t they did to me, foenem grave, two n*ggas got popped
my lil’ b*tch got mad at me, say one of these hoes gon’ get me popped
say they gon’ get me k!lled, looked at her like, “d*mn, that’s how you feel?”
thought about that sh*t for days, she might be right, but f*ck hеr still (f*ck her still)
anybody i gotta question can’t come around, thеm ain’t my homies
i got trust issues, put my trust in n*ggas and they tried to door me (they tried to door me)
i came doin’ rappin’ sh*t for all us, man, this sh*t take time (man, this sh*t take time)
i could’ve been gone, seven*fifty upfront and i ain’t even sign (n*gga)
stomp the engine out my fin*fin, went on a speed in front of the o (skrrt)
i’m advanced now, you’ll never see me go on a spin now if i ain’t got a lo’ (if i ain’t got a lo’)
before i kiss your ass, i’ll just keep my distance, that’s for sure (for sure, for sure)
they say i’m a risk and the ‘raq too violent, promoters had to cancel my show
n*ggas be hangin’ with rats, don’t stand for sh*t, some n*ggas just loyal to money (money)
i don’t know who with me at this point, my own mans been actin’ funny (go, go)
i ain’t tell none of them n*ggas pick sides, knew all along this sh*t was comin’ (go)
i’m gon’ k!ll anybody i think wanna see me dead, this sh*t ain’t nothin’ (you know that)
i could’ve been told him i f*cked his b*tch, but i kept it p (i kept it p)
my lil’ brother ‘nem gon’ come spank some sh*t if i call and say it’s for me
n*ggas be bap like they get wild, that’s not gettin’ wild, you don’t jump out the v
i ain’t sayin’ drive*bys not cool, but you gotta be accurate catchin’ a b (n*gga)
[interlude]
like you really, really gotta be accurate tryna go catch a b, you hear me?
n*ggas be doin’ all this miscellaneous*ass sh*t
shootin’ through windows and sh*t, n*gga, that’s how innocent people get k!lled
you hear me? vrrr

[verse 2]
ain’t shootin’ through windows, that sh*t ain’t gangster (gangster)
i see a n*gga i want, we comin’ to get him, sh*t, we spanked him (spank his ass)
54th and hoyne, don’t bend this b*tch, we armed and dangerous (you know that)
why these n*ggas keep playin’ with me like i ain’t too dangerous? (n*gga)
all that sh*t y’all bappin’ about i did for real, caught real hats (vrrr)
in the ‘raq, i’m blitzin’ sh*t, when i’m in houston, i’m in a ‘cat
she be f*ckin’ me ’cause he don’t turn her on, he don’t be gettin’ that p*ssy wet (mhm)
ever dissed the 4, we spank him, ain’t just one block got the belt
mad as h*ll i had to stop f*ckin’ with anna, but i couldn’t trust that sh*t (i couldn’t trust that sh*t)
my lil’ boo, love her from a distance, in the trenches, tote my stick (know that)
once upon a time, had the lo’ on a n*gga like me, but then he missed
creepin’ through they blocks in cuffs, we went on a speed right on they sh*t

[outro]
frrr
frrr, frrr
spint they sh*t, hrrr

- glockboy bobo lyrics

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