Minion

(Ok is the hardest, I swear to god) No cap, that's a new tag? Okay, I fuck with that (We gone be ok) Yeah Poured a four of Wock Lil Glokk I'm movin' slow as fuck Bitch can't come if she ain't got friends If she ain't 'finna fuck all of us My brothers got a stolen Glock Got some money just to double up Huh, came back from the scrap with 15 You know I had to run shit up He talkin' bout the gang Know he in trouble with us She fuck on the gang, no rebuttal with us Whoa, let them shots fly You know them boy duck Nigga get scared fuck They run they mouth they suckers, yeah, huh Nigga I shot his ass but he ain't die boy he lucky Huh, yeah, look at the size of the 7.62 It'll bust your muffin Look at the size of the 5.56 We ain't running from nothing Told whoa, when I get outta jail I'm gonna pop him don't even touch him He knew before he played with the baby It'll come with repercussions These nine millimeter gonna fill his ass up Just like stuffing Know if I put it on the mob or GL That Lil Glokk ain't bluffing I put a switch on the Gen 5 This hoe be bustin' It's three of us but you only wanna fuck two That shit ain't gon' cut it That hoe for the Swoo you know I gotta dub it Yeah, it's whatever with your gang Y'all boys be dropping dead like wild animals Capo Lo said "eat that plate", you know they dead I eat them like cannibal Hop out with the Glock And I'm creeping around like Annabelle These niggas be telling on me And I'll never tell Baby leeching on me and I never cared Never run from the smoke I was always there Frontline with the stick nigga gon blow Get on that boy ass Nigga wasn't talking bout no joke Nigga talkin' bout the mob His ass get smoke just like a pole These niggas they lame as fuck They can't hang out like ropes Know we move that shit like dope J on the east side steal a lil coke And DK and vampires still loc I got niggas that be shooting shit can't be seen on camera You will never know, huh All these bitches on go, huh You think you got your bitch on lock I bet your bitch gon' go Oh bitch you think your boyfriend hot You know we gon' pop at his fro These niggas they get crossed out Lil Glokk done wrote the death note These niggas they so pussy And they get washed out just like soap Yeah, nigga it is what it is Huh, I walked out of jail nigga I wish Damn boy, rob his boat then that car get flip Take him through the swamp Like little bitch, look at my drip I'm gon' catch his ass and pop him Nigga, I'm not picky Yeah, I like the regular draco But that micro minion I mean nigga I fuck with your gang But nigga my gang killing BL, 4L Vampire Take your ass through the swamp Free Lil BJ, Free King 30, Free Ju Glizzy Free all the Whoa's Free Don Wick, Free Domo, Free Don Hush (We gone be ok)