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glokk wâters - front door lyrics
[hook]
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kickin’ yo front door
you ain’t really ’bout that
you ain’t really want smoke
money on yo head have you runnin’ like “oh no”
four pockets full, i don’t bank at wells fargo
i got the pounds and we really be bussin’
if it ain’t ’bout money, then end of discussion
you talkin’ bout hoes, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
put grams on his head, let it burn like an oven
[verse 1]
we deep in this party and you best not touch me
got whole lots of young n_ggas uppin’ for nothing
remember kickin’ doors and we wasn’t even hungry
we itchin’ for money
we tryna touch hundreds
i’m runnin’ through bands and i’m not even saving
look at my drip, i keep crack like the 80s
f_ck what you heard, i’m a ’98 baby
and i keep glocks, so you better not play mе
i’m stacked like the navy, wе move like the army
if you run up, b_tch, i bet you won’t harm me
we got drums on glocks and they spray with no warning
i put faith in my dawgs, i know they’ll one arm em
yo b_tch came in clutch, she be cookin’ me chicken
i know you been mad cuz they say that i’m with it
wait, hold on, lil b_tch, cause this just the beginning
got it out the mud, yeah, you know i been sipping
steady goin’ to church, askin’ god for forgiveness
if we spin the block, then we gon’ leave no witness
lil k actin’ acts when he get a new semi
them glocks, they don’t judge, yeah, you gon’ end up missin’
ar got a scope, i just bought it some tiddies
it came with a beam, might shoot far from the distance
iress gonna die, yeah, free bro out that prison
iress gonna die, yeah, free bro out that prison
[hook]
boom
boom
boom
kickin’ yo front door
you ain’t really ’bout that
you ain’t really want smoke
money on yo head have you runnin’ like “oh no”
four pockets full, i don’t bank at wells fargo
i got the pounds and we really be bussin’
if it ain’t ’bout money, then end of discussion
you talkin’ bout hoes, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
put grams on his head, let it burn like an oven
[verse 2]
you talkin’ bout beef, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh_t
we keep it real cool, we don’t beef up with b_tches
you say you got shows, why you jumpin’ promoters?
it’s up and it’s still, when i catch you, it’s over
not to admit that ar to his chest
it’s gon’ be real sad ’cause he ain’t got a vest
yo bm she be sneakin’ and geekin’, i’m next
f_ckin’ her real, shovin’ d_ck down her neck
i lost me some friends, but i got me some checks
they say i won’t make it, my foot on that neck
they don’t want to give it, i’m takin’ respect
you playin’ both sides, boy, that make you a b_tch
matter of fact, n_gga, that make you a snitch
ain’t gotta touch him to send him a blitz
ugly ass n_ggas that was talkin’ sh_t
rick got that ar, fn in my pocket
run up on me and you gon’ feel the rocket
them bullets, they pricey, no vest able to stop it
janky ass n_gga, yo ass need to stop it
bs old n_gga said he a og
how you get old and you ain’t scared of me?
i’m a young n_gga but deep in the street
better mention my name when you mention the beef
better mention my name when you mention the beef
[hook]
boom
boom
boom
kickin’ yo front door
you ain’t really ’bout that
you ain’t really want smoke
money on yo head have you runnin’ like “oh no”
four pockets full, i don’t bank at wells fargo
i got the pounds and we really be bussin’
if it ain’t ’bout money, then end of discussion
you talkin’ bout hoes, you ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
put grams on his head, let it burn like an oven
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