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rain - roadrunner glockboyz tez lyrics

[intro]
they tried to leave me
ayy

[chorus]
they tried to leave me in that rain like the sun won’t shine again
all the opps that woke up, i hope them n*ggas die again
if the hook subpoena me, b*tch, i’ma lie again
when i was on the rock, ain’t called me tez, they called me glock
doordash n*gga seen me at the door, that n*gga post my drop
you might as well quit your job, you come again, you gettin’ shot
you thought the opps was finna slide? i was waitin’, no they not

[verse 1]
that’s a gate opp b*tch, had my b*tch shoot the strap at her
i feel like thеse n*ggas hatin’ on me ’cause i rap bеtter
dev said, “f*ck that rap sh*t, tez, i trap better”
you gotta f*ck the money up a couple times to help you stack better
i miss slidin’ with my lil’ brother, free my n*gga day
ain’t seen tay in four years, i was with him every day
rip woo, rip gee, rip ace, free drake
i can’t f*ck with n*ggas playin’ both sides, that sh*t fake
n*gga, ayy, that sh*t fluke
why every time we hit a block, boy, you don’t shoot?
you don’t be talkin’ ’bout sh*t on the ‘gram, you on mute
n*ggas tryna f*ck you ’cause you thick as f*ck, you not cute, b*tch
n*gga
[chorus]
they tried to leave me in that rain like the sun won’t shine again
all the opps that woke up, i hope them n*ggas die again
if the hook subpoena me, know what i’ma do, n*gga
when i was on the rock, ain’t called me tez, they called me glock
doordash n*gga seen me at the door, that n*gga post my drop
you might as well quit your job, you come again, you gettin’ shot
you thought the opps was finna slide? come on
n*gga, ayy

[verse 2]
you did that sh*t for nothin’
i was outside by myself waitin’, they ain’t even comin’
soon as they pull up, hop out the cut, have them n*ggas runnin’
this sh*t ain’t easy, n*gga play with glockboy, i’m goin’ out gunnin’
b*tch, i ain’t goin’ out like gunna, though
i don’t answer calls, i don’t text back, what you need my number for?
tried to shoot that n*gga tire out, i hit his bumper, though
n*gga dumb as dog sh*t, but he got a jumper, though
man
crash dummy*ass, broke*ass lil’ n*gga
every time the money on the floor, i go get it
cappin’ at his crib, we gon’ fire him up before he go in it
caught him ridin’ in his b*tch car, he jodie
if you think i won’t fap your ass up, then you don’t know me
for twenty*five hundred, you could buy a fast*ass stollie
rip my n*gga jimmy, miss my homie
i miss my n*gga, i wish the car would’ve missed my n*gga
both hands together, wish they would’ve fixed my n*gga
i told teejaee, like we gotta get rich, my n*gga
(i ain’t losin’ no more n*ggas, my n*gga, i swear to god, i feel like k!llin’ a n*gga)
(they say they feel me, they ain’t feelin’ a n*gga)
(i’m tryna smoke all of my enemies, n*gga)
(you don’t see him with me, n*gga, you don’t spin with me, n*gga)
(how you call yourself my brother? you don’t bend with me, n*gga)

- roadrunner glockboyz tez lyrics

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