Glokk40Spaz - Bad Man lyrics

(Ok is the hardest I swear to god)
(We gon' be ok)

Niggas'll get you gone, it ain't nothin’
I call them vamps i ain't stupid
I can't fall for no damn tramp
I ain't goin'
I ain't goin' for nun them traps
Extort that nigga
When I seem 'em his ass get slapped
Extort the band, I ain't goin'
This ain't that that ho' gotta go
Wanna fuck my bruddas? That shit wack
Sumo gone, I know one side of me trapped
Lil bro wan' kill me and I
Can't lack and that's no cap, yah
He a dub and I can tell by the way he stack
I won't run from none that gun smoke
That's all fact
How the hell ya listenin' to DGTO all day
Yo ass get jacked
Meet the plug, gotta reup, double cross 'em
He get whacked my bitch, ghetto hell
Man she say she likе my gat
I could neva love a slut
Li' Glokk neva lovе a nat
'n that nigga goin' up so
I gotta watch my back
I'm wit' Lil velly ridin' round
He got a 50 in his strap
It get wicked when I'm mad
'n I hold grudge these niggas
Don't get no dap
I wack niggas wit' my gang
We hide 'em in the shack when I slide
I ain't kill 'em? I had to double back
I won't pick 'n choose, we kill that nigga
Won't do no tit for tat
Slide for slide, pop out wit' them 9's
Yeah we pop out, 9's 'n Sticks
Nigga I'm real 7-6
We can hit sum bigger shit
But this a mediocre lick
Man that bih' for the Gang
I can neva luh no trick
I'm on South Harriston I'm
Tryna catch a opp, tryna get his ass blended
Issa hot block, g ride
I told my bitch it's rented
If I was you, I wouldn't diss me
We wit' every fuckin' killer, when
I'm ridin' in my city
Ain't no hidin' in my city
(We gon' be ok)
Niggas be lying talkin' bout they
Be makin' noise inna bity
Lil boy bet' go do yo
Chores, we ain't stunned
That shit is silly
I can neva trust a bitch, that shit so iffy
I ain't playin' wit these niggas
I send the blick Lil Glokk just whistle
Niggas droppin' all they dime
I catch his ass wit' this 4 nickel
This baby life shit we cap them boys
And make belittle cap them boys 'n they get
Little, cap them boys soon
We get rid of 'em
Wockhardt bitch, the Glock artillery
I ain't never think they feelin' me
I ain't trippin
Man we smoked they ass wit' gas masks
Man he wan' be GF, n' he snitch
Thats his ass man
Even the crips call up Spaz
To go n' spazz man
GSP get behind me, I do the dash man
Why these niggas treat Lil Glokk
Like the bad man?
These niggas they be telling on they
Gang 'n that shit sad man
They sum sweat that why we do 'em
They need headbands
They say fuck me then it's screw 'em
I'on need friends

(We gon' be ok)