Glokk40Spaz - Let's Get Active lyrics
Glokk40Spaz [Alexander Gabriel Quezada] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Glokk40Spaz - Let's Get Active lyrics]
Yeah (Aight, let's get it, Hah, hm, aight, let's get it)
Whoa (Hah, hm, aight, let's get it)
(Aight, let's get it, Hah, hm, aight
Let's get it) babyLife shit
(aight, let's get it, Hah, hm, aight
Let's get it)
You know how this life get, man
Yeah, Whoa, Yeah
I'ma f**k up your shit, just for myself
Got some getback for that Ferragamo belt
My lips closed, and I can't tell
And it's BB simmons on my belt
All the the opps ass get dealt with
Look at the way that these shells
Spread I'ma f**k on my bitch, on a big bed
Glock 19, this hoe got a baby leg
Can't see, all the opps gettin' atе
Just like damn plate, nigga
Like a chickеn leg
And this bitch using too much teeth, told
The bitch, get the f**k up
I don't even want the head
When I get back, you better make my bed
This ain't no game, but the nigga came back
To life with shellcatchers
On mobb, man, you know my blood the only
Color's on shed blood
I'on even bang what y'all be bangin' but
I already know he a dub
Ahaha, Y'all can't come where I be
Hangin' but this shit real fun
Huh, I gon' take some down stainless
Tryin' to get my rank up
Babyslaughter caught 10 for tryin' to
Shoot the bank up
Nigga in Atlanta and got one
In the head, boy, you dumb as f**k
All them bitches, that y'all
Talkin' 'bout, them hoes
They been got f**ked
I had to f**k my bitch friend, nigga
She dumb as f**k
Need the first aid, they got a fresh cut
He got a face tat, but he not tough
Call me Jack Black, how I mask up
Call up Chapo, I'm tryin' to bat sum'
Call up Kilo or call up Don
Hush, know that whoa, nigga
Know they get some
I don't really wanna f**kin' pick and
Choose, man, they both bad
I'm tryin' to f**k sum'
Nigga, I'll take down both of 'em
Crash out if I lose my passion
Pulled a stick, I ain't know he was a dancer
Life flashed right before his eyes
I ain't know he was cancer
Man, you know when you came up in
This BabyLife function you seen a bandit
I ain't gon' cap, nigga, put
Two bands on my bond, babySantana
I'ma f**k up your shit, just for myself
Got some getback for that Ferragamo belt
My lips closed, and I can't tell
And it's BB simmons on my belt
All the the opps ass get dealt with
Look at the way that these shells
Spread I'ma f**k on my bitch, on a big bed
Glock 19, this hoe got a baby leg
Can't see, all the opps gettin' ate
Just like damn plate, nigga
Like a chicken leg
And this bitch using too much teeth, told
The bitch, get the f**k up
I don't even want the head
When I get back, you better make my bed
This ain't no game, but the nigga came back
To life with shellcatchers
Whoa (Hah, hm, aight, let's get it)
(Aight, let's get it, Hah, hm, aight
Let's get it) babyLife shit
(aight, let's get it, Hah, hm, aight
Let's get it)
You know how this life get, man
Yeah, Whoa, Yeah
I'ma f**k up your shit, just for myself
Got some getback for that Ferragamo belt
My lips closed, and I can't tell
And it's BB simmons on my belt
All the the opps ass get dealt with
Look at the way that these shells
Spread I'ma f**k on my bitch, on a big bed
Glock 19, this hoe got a baby leg
Can't see, all the opps gettin' atе
Just like damn plate, nigga
Like a chickеn leg
And this bitch using too much teeth, told
The bitch, get the f**k up
I don't even want the head
When I get back, you better make my bed
This ain't no game, but the nigga came back
To life with shellcatchers
On mobb, man, you know my blood the only
Color's on shed blood
I'on even bang what y'all be bangin' but
I already know he a dub
Ahaha, Y'all can't come where I be
Hangin' but this shit real fun
Huh, I gon' take some down stainless
Tryin' to get my rank up
Babyslaughter caught 10 for tryin' to
Shoot the bank up
Nigga in Atlanta and got one
In the head, boy, you dumb as f**k
All them bitches, that y'all
Talkin' 'bout, them hoes
They been got f**ked
I had to f**k my bitch friend, nigga
She dumb as f**k
Need the first aid, they got a fresh cut
He got a face tat, but he not tough
Call me Jack Black, how I mask up
Call up Chapo, I'm tryin' to bat sum'
Call up Kilo or call up Don
Hush, know that whoa, nigga
Know they get some
I don't really wanna f**kin' pick and
Choose, man, they both bad
I'm tryin' to f**k sum'
Nigga, I'll take down both of 'em
Crash out if I lose my passion
Pulled a stick, I ain't know he was a dancer
Life flashed right before his eyes
I ain't know he was cancer
Man, you know when you came up in
This BabyLife function you seen a bandit
I ain't gon' cap, nigga, put
Two bands on my bond, babySantana
I'ma f**k up your shit, just for myself
Got some getback for that Ferragamo belt
My lips closed, and I can't tell
And it's BB simmons on my belt
All the the opps ass get dealt with
Look at the way that these shells
Spread I'ma f**k on my bitch, on a big bed
Glock 19, this hoe got a baby leg
Can't see, all the opps gettin' ate
Just like damn plate, nigga
Like a chicken leg
And this bitch using too much teeth, told
The bitch, get the f**k up
I don't even want the head
When I get back, you better make my bed
This ain't no game, but the nigga came back
To life with shellcatchers
