Glokk40Spaz - BLV Anthem lyrics
Glokk40Spaz [Alexander Gabriel Quezada] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Glokk40Spaz - BLV Anthem lyrics]
(Wake up—) yah (Yah) , BL
Rock out, nigga (Come on) 30 gang (Wake—)
Hm, yah
Stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV
(BLV) yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes
The passenger seat is a LMG
Huh, yah, nigga
I hop in the car and I crank the
Bitch up with no key (Crank the bitch up)
Yah, I ain't go to war
With these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E
(F**k goin' to war with these bitches)
Hm, yah
Stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV
(BLV) yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes
The passenger seat is a LMG huh, yah, nigga
I hop in the car and I crank
The bitch up with no key
(Crank the bitch up) yah, I ain't go to war
With these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E
(Go to war)
Tell on the mob
They know not to play with that
I got this blicky, nigga, I won't knuckle up
Huh, nigga, he ain't fin' do nun', ugh
Pop out this stick on a young one
Yeah, when I get off on police like Fun Run
You keep talm' 'bout them racks
He won't touch none
He talm' 'bout the bitch, but
She gon' suck some, huh
We make that bitch cry like a onion
Yeah, come bust at that boy in the dungeon
Take his ass off, all I need is a hundun
You don't know how it feel to
Get it how you live
Punch his ass out 'cause that boy know my jig
My brother beat a M, call Brain Steel
Can't smoke with me, I know you smoke mid
Take his ass off 'til he can't pay his bills
We shock the boy like electric eel
Touch a thirty band, that's with no deal
Feel some type of way, then I go catch a kill
(Yah)
Baby Whoa poppin' out, doin' every drill
(Whoa) rich as f**k and a nigga still steal
Nigga, pussy poppin' 'em like a Advil (Ugh)
Nigga pussy, meet me in the battlefield
(Brrt) i'm that vampire be in Crystal Lake
And the ten laws, I never talk to jakes
He get butterflies like it's a bellyache
Do his ass bad right in broad day
Uh, I'll beat my opp ass in the hallway
(Yeah)
Huh, Rice street, 505, is a earthquake
Y'all broke than a bitch, nigga, don't hate
(Broke)
And I never went to school, man, I been late
(Yah)
Nigga copyin' my drip, nigga, do the pate
Boy, I got everyone with me, I never flake
Von ain't dead, that's for heaven sake (Dead)
Gave my bitch the test, you know she the bait
(Yah)
In the street life, shit get rough (Life)
Come through the back door, ambush (Yah)
Ghost Glocks on me, Danny Phantom (Brrt)
And we leave the trap house abandoned
Hm, yah
Stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV
(BLV, BabyLife) yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes
The passenger seat is a LMG (LMG)
Huh, yah, nigga
I hop in the car and I crank
The bitch up with no key
(Crank the bitch up) yah, I ain't go to war
With these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E
(They can D-I-E) hm, yah
Stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV
(BLV) yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes
The passenger seat is a LMG (A LMG)
Huh, yah, nigga
I hop in the car and I crank
The bitch up with no key
(Nigga, crank the bitch up)
Yah, I ain't go to war
With these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E
(D-I-E)
Rock out, nigga (Come on) 30 gang (Wake—)
Hm, yah
Stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV
(BLV) yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes
The passenger seat is a LMG
Huh, yah, nigga
I hop in the car and I crank the
Bitch up with no key (Crank the bitch up)
Yah, I ain't go to war
With these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E
(F**k goin' to war with these bitches)
Hm, yah
Stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV
(BLV) yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes
The passenger seat is a LMG huh, yah, nigga
I hop in the car and I crank
The bitch up with no key
(Crank the bitch up) yah, I ain't go to war
With these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E
(Go to war)
Tell on the mob
They know not to play with that
I got this blicky, nigga, I won't knuckle up
Huh, nigga, he ain't fin' do nun', ugh
Pop out this stick on a young one
Yeah, when I get off on police like Fun Run
You keep talm' 'bout them racks
He won't touch none
He talm' 'bout the bitch, but
She gon' suck some, huh
We make that bitch cry like a onion
Yeah, come bust at that boy in the dungeon
Take his ass off, all I need is a hundun
You don't know how it feel to
Get it how you live
Punch his ass out 'cause that boy know my jig
My brother beat a M, call Brain Steel
Can't smoke with me, I know you smoke mid
Take his ass off 'til he can't pay his bills
We shock the boy like electric eel
Touch a thirty band, that's with no deal
Feel some type of way, then I go catch a kill
(Yah)
Baby Whoa poppin' out, doin' every drill
(Whoa) rich as f**k and a nigga still steal
Nigga, pussy poppin' 'em like a Advil (Ugh)
Nigga pussy, meet me in the battlefield
(Brrt) i'm that vampire be in Crystal Lake
And the ten laws, I never talk to jakes
He get butterflies like it's a bellyache
Do his ass bad right in broad day
Uh, I'll beat my opp ass in the hallway
(Yeah)
Huh, Rice street, 505, is a earthquake
Y'all broke than a bitch, nigga, don't hate
(Broke)
And I never went to school, man, I been late
(Yah)
Nigga copyin' my drip, nigga, do the pate
Boy, I got everyone with me, I never flake
Von ain't dead, that's for heaven sake (Dead)
Gave my bitch the test, you know she the bait
(Yah)
In the street life, shit get rough (Life)
Come through the back door, ambush (Yah)
Ghost Glocks on me, Danny Phantom (Brrt)
And we leave the trap house abandoned
Hm, yah
Stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV
(BLV, BabyLife) yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes
The passenger seat is a LMG (LMG)
Huh, yah, nigga
I hop in the car and I crank
The bitch up with no key
(Crank the bitch up) yah, I ain't go to war
With these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E
(They can D-I-E) hm, yah
Stay with a strap and I ride with a BLV
(BLV) yah, huh, I'm in Mercedes
The passenger seat is a LMG (A LMG)
Huh, yah, nigga
I hop in the car and I crank
The bitch up with no key
(Nigga, crank the bitch up)
Yah, I ain't go to war
With these pussy-ass niggas, they can D-I-E
(D-I-E)
