GLOCK - Don Toliver: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

GLOCK

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Hip-Hop/Rap

GLOCK was released on June 14, 2024 by Cactus Jack / Atlantic as a part of the album HARDSTONE PSYCHO

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GLOCK was discovered most frequently at around 35 seconds into the song during the past week

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Don Toliver

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Thomas Lumpkins

Thomas Lumpkins

Songwriter

Travis Flores

Songwriter

Caleb Toliver

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Joe LaPorta

Mastering Engineer

Derek “206derek” Anderson

Mixing Engineer

PoWR Trav

Producer

Tommy Parker

Producer

Edgard Herrera

Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

Everyone falls

You know sometime

Sometimes, it's wrong

And sometimes, it's right

For every win

Someone must fail

There comes a point when

When we exhale

Say shoop, shoop, shoop

[Chorus]

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club

There's some **** in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club

There's some **** in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club

There's some **** in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club

There's some **** in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh

Hold my Glock when I— (Yeah)

[Verse 1]

Geeked up (Uh-huh)

I can't take a shower without no reefer (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Baby gon' bust it open, you know I need ya

It's time to pop my meds, I need a re-up (Yeah, yeah)

Huh, red two-seater (Skrrt)

Marley got that tune, he got that heater (Come on)

Braids to the back like Queen Latifah

I can't feel my face, I'm in here so gone

[Chorus]

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club

There's some **** in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club

There's some **** in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh

[Verse 2]

Wanna come **** you out the sheet, uh (Out the sheet)

Pull up, baby right to sleep, yeah (Right to sleep)

I'm sippin' this drank, this Jubilee, yeah (Jubilee)

Stayin' high, stayin' low-key, yeah (Woah)

You don't need to be doin', if it ain't me, yeah

I felt the love, I wonder what she felt (I felt the love)

I hide the Glock right by my seatbelt (Right by my seatbelt)

[Bridge]

Hey, bae

I want that new Chanelly purse I bought you

I need you to hold my Glock for me

I need you to hold my Glock

[Chorus]

Hold my Glock when we in the club

There's some **** in the back and they wanna come show me love

Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub

Oh, oh

Hold my Glock when I'm in the club

There's some **** in the back and they wanna come show me love

[Outro]

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

When I pull up on the block and I

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

I'ma slide on my bike and I'ma

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

I'ma pull up on that Harley, I'ma

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

I just got it, two wheels, not a coupe

Coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe

Pull the block, the banger hot and I'ma

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

Got a Harley and I pull up in a hoop, hoop, hoop

Thinkin' it's you and not the—

Written by: Don Toliver, Kenneth Edmonds, Thomas Lumpkins, Travis Flores

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