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Quail Glock

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Crush ice in my glass, so I'm chill when I sip All this ice around my neck while I'm chillin' in six
Real shit, thugs religion, killin' all the competition Glock fully, new acquisition when I see the opposition
Blow, we on go, ask these niggas about us Hundred thousand, all twenties in my purple designers
Light ten on my fist, hard thirty round my neck Got some real killers around me, who gon' die by my respect
Life is short, so I'm hard on the bitch Only goal is to get rich, so a nigga takin' trips
Dope zips back to back, drug trafficking za Flying zips, state to state, where they chargin' the high
The most high, that's why I'm hated, so underappreciated Nigga, God can see my greatness, so this history in the making
The most hated, and still these niggas ain't gon' try shit Thug nigga rockin' ice, so I'm cold as bitch
Crush ice in my syrup so I'm slow when I sip pop a perk get in my zone, lord I'm built for this shit
Smoke a Za back to back, we the realest that's a fact Goin' hard until my niggas in the back of that back
Crush ice in a syrup so I'm slow when I sip pop a perk get in my zone, lord I'm built for this shit
Smoke a Za back to back, we the realest that's a fact Goin' hard until my niggas in the back of that back
Crush ice, Molly water, plug cold when I drink I'm on my way to take another n*gger hoe to the back
Smokin' crud non-stop and I'm knowin' it's fake You niggas is just mad cause you broke and you can't
I play a lure when I go to the A I'm Southside, niggas love the Oakland weed, they always want me to stay
And if she talkin' to me, she must be wantin' to pay That nigga bark up the street, he gon' get shot in his face
It's crushed ice in my watch and my chain You better rock this for shade, cause if not, you might not see again
I heard the feds try to reindict the mafia gang Just cause you see me on the block don't mean that I'm still slangin
Why you ballin', blockin'? Love you just cause you see me havin' all this money Rock a Balenciaga, track twos, all this Kama hoodie
I give it up and bring my niggas back to keep it all a hundred I stacked ten a hundred times before I saw her
Crush ice in my syrup so I'm slow when I sip Pop a Perk get in my zone, Lord, I'm built for this shit
Smoke a Za back to back, we the realest that's a fact Goin' hard until my niggas in the back of that back
Crush ice in my syrup so I'm slow when I sip Pop a Perk get in my zone, Lord, I'm built for this shit
Smoke a Za back to back, we the realest that's a fact Goin' hard until my niggas in the back of that back

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