"Glock Habit" lyrics

Dead opps I hate em I just roll em and I smoke nigga
Aye G27 what I tote nigga
Huh think I'm finna go get a scope nigga
My niggas coming and they stepping I say go nigga
Look this shit regular don't know niggas
Like but we gon check him for that post nigga
Aye watch how we stretch him make a ghost figure
And how they left him disrespectful like his bro nigga
I told bro park the ride pop out with fully rip that nigga chest

I told bro onna live how we gone cook him thinking with his dick
He think I was lying I guess that's what they say about a crip
Aye un uhh not this time rock out and get to spraying down his strip
Un uhh not this live don't show no guns the feds be on out tip
To instagram we just some dancers that could spit
I hop behind his ride and get to blaming til it click
Don't drive by on this side gone show you how deadly this shit could get
We got a bitch for to setup homicides and one to setup robberies
Aye look told that bitch this how it gotta be
Aye we gone catch him where his momma sleep
Or text him you work at a Telly could get one prolly free
Look aye I think we got him
Walk inside mask to the eye cameras out only problem
And we gotta get this guy ain't forgot about who he shot at
Look in his eye stand over top empty the Glock at em
Dead opps I hate em I just roll em and I smoke nigga
Aye G27 what I tote nigga
Huh think I'm finna go get a scope nigga
My niggas coming and they stepping I say go nigga
And I say Dead opps I hate em I just roll em and I smoke nigga
Aye G27 what I tote nigga
Huh think I'm finna go get a scope nigga
My niggas coming and they stepping I say go nigga