Glokk40Spaz - Be Right Back lyrics

Hell nah bitch, I don't want one (No)
Mask the fuck up, I'm blacker than Akon
(Huh, huh) you w
Hell nah bitch, I don't want one (No)
Mask the fuck up, I'm blacker than Akon
(Huh, huh) you want the smoke
Well then why you ain't say none?
(Grr, grr) guns up with them niggas
But they ain't gon' spray none
(Guns, guns)
Mask the fuck up, take 'em out at five-o
(Five-o) i hit a lick right
Before "Still Young Pablo" (Pablo)
Wrap his ass up
Leave 'em dead like John Doe
(Wrap his ass up) hit the back door
They might call the po-po'
Ayy yo DJ Grenade, give 'em a

I got locked up, tell my gang
"I'ma be right back" used to bang that 4


Still ain't playin' 'bout that top hat
Sumo swing the door
Caught that boy a Old Nat
Pop out all black like I'm Jack (Black)
Smokе pole on me, nigga, we got morе of that
(Smoke pole)
Caught the boy slippin', no gat
Put niggas in the mix in yo' shit, you a rat
Caught that boy trappin', whole gang went
"Hrrt" nigga blowin' up my phone tryna
Get his shit back (Hrrt)
You ain't gettin' none
Must be smokin' crack (yeah)
Mobb shit, 7-6, and that's just that (Mobb)
Give a fuck what a nigga bang, nigga, no cap
Snatch a rap nigga chain
Leave his face in his lap
GF 'til I die, pussy boy, I'm stamped (GF)
Baby life vampire, nigga, fuck yo' camp
(Fuck yo' damn camp)

Cal got a hundred round drum on the damn K
Nigga, don't try none
Mask the fuck up, take you through the swamp
(Swamp) let bygones be bygones (Gang)
She say do I got a bitch (Bitch)
Hell nah bitch, I don't want one (No)
Mask the fuck up, I'm blacker than Akon
(Huh, huh) you want the smoke
Well then why you ain't say none?
Guns up with them niggas
But they ain't gon' spray none
(Guns, guns)
Mask the fuck up, take 'em out at five-o
(Five-o) i hit a lick right
Before "Still Young Pablo" (Pablo)
Wrap his ass up
Leave 'em dead like John Doe
(Wrap his ass up) hit the back door
They might call the po-po'
(Back door, back door)

Got that Number (N) ine on me like I
Was Rondo (Number (N) ine)
I'm poppin' my shit with exotic rich hoes
(Poppin' my shit)
I ran to the back like that boy Jessie Owens
(Jessie) humble that boy
We gon' leave his face swollen
(Humble that boy)
Stomp a opp out in this new Rick Owens
Bands make her dance, fuck 'round
Get these hoes posin' (Bands, bands)
How the fuck it was Lil EBG? That boy chosen
(EBG) i walk in the party, my fire
I'm gon' blow it
If I catch that boy slippin'
We leave him dead ropin'
Droppin' Runtz in that 'Wood, bitch
You know I'm gon' roll it
I'm poppin' my shit
Need to sit on the toilet
Feed that boy seasoning, we call his ass Goya
(Feed that boy seasoning)

I got locked up, tell my gang
"I'ma be right back" used to bang that 4
Still ain't playin' 'bout that top hat
Sumo swing the door
Caught that boy a old nat
Pop out all black like I'm Jack (Black)
Smoke pole on me, nigga, we got more of that
(Smoke pole)
Caught the boy slippin', no gat
Put niggas in the mix in yo' shit, you a rat
Caught that boy trappin', whole gang went
"Hrrt" nigga blowin' up my phone tryna
Get his shit back (Hrrt)
You ain't gettin' none
Must be smokin' crack (yeah)
Mobb shit, 7-6, and that's just that (Mobb)
Give a fuck what a nigga bang, nigga, no cap
Snatch a rap nigga chain
Leave his face in his lap
GF 'til I die, pussy boy, I'm stamped (GF)
Baby life vampire, nigga, fuck yo' camp
(Fuck yo' damn camp)

Hm, fuck yo' damn camp, you know that BL
I come and spin the block, I die 'bout GF
Real dirty in the cup, sippin' Tech
Young nigga pull up on ya, make a mess
Glock 40 in my jeans, get her wet
I'ma just start takin' niggas off
Nigga, pipe down shit
Got your head holocaust ('Caust)
I'll be right back, I'ma knock 'em off
(Off)