Get deep in my thoughts and roll up some exotic bad bitch
The way she ride the dick, man, this lil' hoe got mileage
Don't wanna f*ck, I just want some head
So, bitch, just give me knowledge
Young nigga gettin' all the hoes, my last bitch was in college
If we get locked, just keep it solid
I get so high just like a pilot
You ain't never did that shit inside them songs, so why you lyin'
Don't need a blick, we can start fighting
I tend to, start makin' shit violent
Hoe take this dick and just be silent
Don't run from shit except the sirens, nigga
How you wanna beef but can't go band for band
I just stuff it in my pocket, I don't need no rubber band
Say I'm the man, pocket filled with dead niggas
Benjamins, I don't really wanna hear that shit
I don't care what you sayin', don't understand
Mama told me, watch your back, they not your friend
Never been the type to ask for shit, don't need no helpin' hand
If I tell lil bro to blick his ass, he do shit on command
You won't never see me chase a' hoe, I leave shit where it stand
Ever since I was a jit, nigga, I always had a plan
Young nigga, with three different Ks, you think I'm in the clan
Gon' blow this drac just like a fan
Niggas, sweet Adonis Graham, SRT switch to McLaren
F*ck it, go hop in the Lamb
Nigga, man, I love my bitch and I can't even front
If she ever try to do me wrong, I swear she gon' get cut
Don't say shit, I don't wanna hear it
Just keep your mouth shut
Screamin' f*ck this generation, ain't no bitch that I could trust
I want her love and I want lust
It's me and you, forever us
Hide your hoe or she get crushed
7-6-2, leave him on hush
Throwin' bullets, Cooper Rush
Pour a four, inside a crush
Look in her eyes she start to blush
I swear to God, she do too much
How you wanna beef, but can't go band for band
I just stuff it in my pocket, I don't need no rubber band
Say I'm the man, pocket filled with dead niggas
Benjamins, I don't really wanna hear that shit
I don't care what you sayin',
Don't understand
Momma told me watch your back, they not your friend
Never been the type to ask for shit, don't need no helpin
If I tell lil bro to blick his ass, he do shit on command
You won't never see me chase a hoe, I leave shit where it stand
YBK Draco - Gloccs N Kisses Lyrics
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Get deep in my thoughts and roll up some exotic bad bitch
The way she ride the dick, man, this lil' hoe got mileage
Don't wanna f*ck, I just want some head
So, bitch, just give me knowledge
Young nigga gettin' all the hoes, my last bitch was in college
If we get locked, just keep it solid
I get so high just like a pilot
You ain't never did that shit inside them songs, so why you lyin'
Don't need a blick, we can start fighting
I tend to, start makin' shit violent
Hoe take this dick and just be silent
Don't run from shit except the sirens, nigga
How you wanna beef but can't go band for band
I just stuff it in my pocket, I don't need no rubber band
Say I'm the man, pocket filled with dead niggas
Benjamins, I don't really wanna hear that shit
I don't care what you sayin', don't understand
Mama told me, watch your back, they not your friend
Never been the type to ask for shit, don't need no helpin' hand
If I tell lil bro to blick his ass, he do shit on command
You won't never see me chase a' hoe, I leave shit where it stand
Ever since I was a jit, nigga, I always had a plan
Young nigga, with three different Ks, you think I'm in the clan
Gon' blow this drac just like a fan
Niggas, sweet Adonis Graham, SRT switch to McLaren
F*ck it, go hop in the Lamb
Nigga, man, I love my bitch and I can't even front
If she ever try to do me wrong, I swear she gon' get cut
Don't say shit, I don't wanna hear it
Just keep your mouth shut
Screamin' f*ck this generation, ain't no bitch that I could trust
I want her love and I want lust
It's me and you, forever us
Hide your hoe or she get crushed
7-6-2, leave him on hush
Throwin' bullets, Cooper Rush
Pour a four, inside a crush
Look in her eyes she start to blush
I swear to God, she do too much
How you wanna beef, but can't go band for band
I just stuff it in my pocket, I don't need no rubber band
Say I'm the man, pocket filled with dead niggas
Benjamins, I don't really wanna hear that shit
I don't care what you sayin',
Don't understand
Momma told me watch your back, they not your friend
Never been the type to ask for shit, don't need no helpin
If I tell lil bro to blick his ass, he do shit on command
You won't never see me chase a hoe, I leave shit where it stand
The way she ride the dick, man, this lil' hoe got mileage
Don't wanna f*ck, I just want some head
So, bitch, just give me knowledge
Young nigga gettin' all the hoes, my last bitch was in college
If we get locked, just keep it solid
I get so high just like a pilot
You ain't never did that shit inside them songs, so why you lyin'
Don't need a blick, we can start fighting
I tend to, start makin' shit violent
Hoe take this dick and just be silent
Don't run from shit except the sirens, nigga
How you wanna beef but can't go band for band
I just stuff it in my pocket, I don't need no rubber band
Say I'm the man, pocket filled with dead niggas
Benjamins, I don't really wanna hear that shit
I don't care what you sayin', don't understand
Mama told me, watch your back, they not your friend
Never been the type to ask for shit, don't need no helpin' hand
If I tell lil bro to blick his ass, he do shit on command
You won't never see me chase a' hoe, I leave shit where it stand
Ever since I was a jit, nigga, I always had a plan
Young nigga, with three different Ks, you think I'm in the clan
Gon' blow this drac just like a fan
Niggas, sweet Adonis Graham, SRT switch to McLaren
F*ck it, go hop in the Lamb
Nigga, man, I love my bitch and I can't even front
If she ever try to do me wrong, I swear she gon' get cut
Don't say shit, I don't wanna hear it
Just keep your mouth shut
Screamin' f*ck this generation, ain't no bitch that I could trust
I want her love and I want lust
It's me and you, forever us
Hide your hoe or she get crushed
7-6-2, leave him on hush
Throwin' bullets, Cooper Rush
Pour a four, inside a crush
Look in her eyes she start to blush
I swear to God, she do too much
How you wanna beef, but can't go band for band
I just stuff it in my pocket, I don't need no rubber band
Say I'm the man, pocket filled with dead niggas
Benjamins, I don't really wanna hear that shit
I don't care what you sayin',
Don't understand
Momma told me watch your back, they not your friend
Never been the type to ask for shit, don't need no helpin
If I tell lil bro to blick his ass, he do shit on command
You won't never see me chase a hoe, I leave shit where it stand
Writer: Walter Walters
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