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glockboykari - bird box lyrics
[intro:]
(chopstar)
yea
yea, uh, uh, yea
you ain’t a shooter, you got on a blindfold
uh, uh, uh
uh, uh, uh, yea
you ain’t a shooter you got on a— uh, uh
[hook:]
you ain’t a shooter, you got on a blindfold
wait–he think he on bird box
ar-15 knock that boy out his flip-flops
take that boy shoes, then i tell him to kick rocks
they want me changing my ways
n-ggas went beef, cooking famous dave’s
i got the whips, n-gga like a slave
tech to his face, make a n-gga shave
[bridge:]
how you a shooter? you got on a blindfold
p-ssy you might as well shoot with your eyes closed
bro in the kitchen, whipping with the white bowl
work out with glocks, n-gga better get swole
big qp, stuffed in my draws
i’m in her throat, n-gga like a halls
i got that bag, n-gga santa clause
(brrttt), get down, n-gga get lost
[verse:]
30 clip hang out the ar
slide on an opp, send some shots out the race car
said that he trappin’ lil n-gga that’s a bad bar
rock out with heavy metal like a guitar
i got the plug at the cvs
those ain’t no real diamonds, they ain’t vvs
thinking he superman, i take the “s” off his chest
now that boy wanna tweet, knock the birds out his nest
i gotta slide with that k on me
boy you a sucka, ain’t got sh-t to say to me
n-gga want smoke, then come hit a jay with me
he want fade, ain’t no kid or no play in me
(what he say?) “you a glockboy with no glock,”
this ain’t no rap battle, pop a dot
b-tch hit my phone, said she want the c-ck
shoot at his stomach, leave him crop top
[bridge:]
how you a shooter? you got on a blindfold
p-ssy you might as well shoot with your eyes closed
bro in the kitchen, whipping with the white bowl
work out with glocks, n-gga better get swole
big qp, stuffed in my draws
i’m in her throat, n-gga like a halls
i got that bag, n-gga santa clause
(brrttt), get down, n-gga get lost
[hook (x2):]
you ain’t a shooter, you got on a blindfold
(wait) he think he on bird box
ar-15 knock that boy out his flip-flops
take that boy shoes, then i tell him to kick rocks
they want me changing my ways
n-ggas went beef, cooking famous dave’s
i got the whips, n-gga like a slave
tech to his face, make a n-gga shave
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