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Mr. Glock

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Mr. Glock was released on January 31, 2020 by Paper Route EMPIRE as a part of the album Yellow Tape

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OVERVIEW

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Key Glock

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Edward Rameer Murray

Edward Rameer Murray

Songwriter

Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

Markeyvius LaShun Cathey

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Sledgren

Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Aye

They got me fucked up

Yeah

Sledgren

Big Glock, lil' bitch

[Chorus]

Aye, I'm right back on they ass, yeah, they done made me mad, uh

I been keeping calm, constantly keep making cash, yeah

I been getting bag after bag after bag, yeah

Presidential shit, I wrap my Maybach matte black, yeah

Call me Mr. Glock, shooters in the front and back, yeah

I'm on my Memphis shit, these bitches coming in a pack, uh

These **** pussy cat, straight cap, Cat in Hat, yeah

Baby, I'm a player and my daddy was a mack, yeah, huh

[Verse 1]

Yeah, and that's a motherfuckin' fact, yeah

Never leave the house without my motherfuckin' strap

I was fourteen years old with that motherfuckin' sack, yeah

I don't fuck with none of these rappers, they know that, uh

[Chorus]

Aye, I'm right back on they ass, yeah, they done made me mad, uh

I been keeping calm, constantly keep making cash, yeah

I been getting bag after bag after bag, yeah

Presidential shit, I wrap my Maybach matte black, yeah

Call me Mr. Glock, shooters in the front and back, yeah

I'm on my Memphis shit, these bitches coming in a pack, uh

These **** pussy cat, straight cap, Cat in Hat, yeah

Baby, I'm a player and my daddy was a mack, yeah

[Verse 2]

Smoking mack with my unc', he call it 'thrax, uh

Yeah, I was thirteen sneakin', geekin', drinkin' Actavis

A couple **** play with us, we turned that ass to dust

Don't let them gas you up, heart cold, no mask or gloves, ****, uh

Hit your ass up with some slugs

I run with hustlers and thugs, I got this shit out the mud, ****

Aye, who want this smoke? I got bud, strapped in the church and the club

What the fuck you **** thought this was?

[Chorus]

Aye, I'm right back on they ass, yeah, they done made me mad, uh

I been keeping calm, constantly keep making cash, yeah

I been getting bag after bag after bag, yeah

Presidential shit, I wrap my Maybach matte black, yeah

Call me Mr. Glock, shooters in the front and back, yeah

I'm on my Memphis shit, these bitches coming in a pack, uh

These **** pussy cat, straight cap, Cat in Hat, yeah

Baby, I'm a player and my daddy was a mack (Gangster)

[Outro]

Aye, why y'all so turnt?

I love you, Mr. Glock

I love, I love you too

Written by: Edward Rameer Murray, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey, Rashad Johnson

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