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Kso Glock
16
Hip-Hop/Rap
Kso Glock was released on May 6, 2026 by Artist Partner Group as a part of the album FullyLoaded
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Release DateMay 6, 2026
LabelArtist Partner Group
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
FullyChop
FullyChop
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damyron Wales
Damyron Wales
Lyrics
Colin Lytle
Colin Lytle
Composer
Akol Ongwech
Akol Ongwech
Composer
kainin blissett
kainin blissett
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Takeoff
Takeoff
Producer
12:04
Producer
Fyso
Fyso
Producer

Lyrics

(Ah, Takeoff made this shit, ha)
Brrt, brrt, mm
Brrt, brrt, brrt, mm
Mm, mm
Mari Glock, that shit— (Twelvo made this shit bang)
Lil Mari Glock, that shit was weak
We knocked TP off his feet
Fuck K-man up with ARP
We got some shit up in this Jeep
Look out the bus, I see lil' Dee
Jump the curve, bail out on feet
Shorty fast up on his feet
We chased his ass right up Sealy (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
The 23, it was a problem
Ksoo Glock, his shit was water (Shit was butter)
Smokin' Doc, can't kiss his daughter
Speedy's weak, pay for a lawyer
Hit him up, send him to stroger
On Facebook, I see his poster
Blow the switch, lay belt for Sosa
12 o'clock, it's time to kit
Where is Quise? And call Vic (Where is they at?)
Swing door, Fat Trey was hit
Trip and fall, you out the mix
Get too close, think with his dick (Oh my God)
Muni slow, he quick to blitz
Rap and clap, we not the same
Chase his ass, we on him, mane
Blew him down with what's-his-name
TP fucked up in the brain
Kso died for shootin' up Kane
Fuck one time and then I'm done
Couple opps, they couldn't run
Bookbag on, like where his gun? (Where your gun?)
This bitch dry
This what we do on ****' blocks
How y'all comin' on this bitch?
Ayy, tell 'em how we come on this bitch, cuz, this our shit
Fuck the Pocket
****, fuck the Pocket, ****, fuck you
Close his eyes 'cause he dissin'
Say, "Fuck lil' Dee" while I'm hittin'
Shoot the switch, he see it spinnin'
Had the drop, but we was kittin'
All-black, you know we fishin'
Die Y in this bitch, be stealin'
She actin' hard with the coochie
All my props go to Lil Noonie
Cut him off, G Stank, he booty
Walk down, lil' Chris ass a goofy
Masked up just like a mummy
Switch his ass, like get up, dummy
Chase his ass, like get 'em, Muni (Get 'em, get 'em)
Shot myself, okay, it's funny
Baby Shark was runnin' from me
He say Vic was goin' sixty miles
At the drop when they was deep
Me and Quise, we blew them down
We can't get Kim, get his lil' brother
Ask Fat Trey, the switchy stutter
Ain't gon' bap, Kso shit butter
Give her dick, who said I love her?
This a Gen, it's out window
I got booked, missed 50 funeral
Shit, I heard you stole, that ain't gangster
Yeah, I rap, but I'm a spanker
Jada saw me, ball player
Poppin' Percs and gettin' paper
Watch me close 'cause I'm a taker
Mooda call, "What you on?"
Tryna slide, leave your phone
Hit his back and break his bones
21, that bitch was chrome
Bust his shit, knew he was gone
He a goofy with no rank (He can't see me)
Saw my face, but he was late
Switch his ass, couldn't jump the gate
Movin' slow, I'm off the drank
Bro, I had Mya Banks
Written by: Akol Ongwech, Colin Lytle, Damyron Wales, kainin blissett
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