Juice WRLD - Glock Handler lyrics
Juice WRLD [Jarad Anthony Higgins] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Juice WRLD - Glock Handler lyrics]
She ask why I'm dancin'
Ask why I'm dancin'
She ask why I'm dancin' chef J
This club be dancin'
Shit I be dippin' 'n dabbin'
Then I be drippin' the, ayy ha, let's go
She ask if I be dancin', shit
I be dippin' 'n dabbin', huh
Shit I be switchin' the swaggers, huh
Kel Tec, let it rattle (Grrrt)
I know you think that yo' bitch bad
My bitch badder than badder (Uh)
And her pockets fatter
(yeah) , and she a Glock handler (Brrd)
Okay, talkin' my shit, I guess
I did it again, i did it again
(Huh) i'm finna shit
On every nigga and bitch that
I said wouldn't win (Huh)
Hop on this block, bend
(Skrrt) , I bought two Glocks, twins (Brrt)
Them guns is best friends and
They’ll slam you like wrestlin' (Okay)
Enough about my guns, I got
A lot, I mean some, i mean none
I play dumb, only if twelvе listenin’
If he run, up on him
I'm finna nail this bitch
My girl, say she want somе
I’m finna nail this bitch (Let's go)
Up, up and away, dick in the glizop
Fuck what you say
You sweet as a faggot, soft as a cake
Got a oven on me if you tryna get baked
This beat remindin' me of some old Lil Wayne
Feel like Wayne, to the money I skate
When it come to fashion I’m always early
But I still show up fashionably late (Bitch)
Haha, ayy
She ask if I be dancin', shit
I be dippin' 'n dabbin', huh
Shit I be switchin' the swaggers, huh
Kel Tec, let it rattle (Grrrt)
I know you think that yo' bitch bad
My bitch badder than badder (Uh)
And her pockets fatter
(yeah) , and she a Glock handler
She ask if I be dancin', shit
I be dippin' 'n dabbin', huh
Shit I be switchin' the swaggers, huh
Kel Tec, let it rattle (Grrrt)
I know you think that yo' bitch bad
My bitch badder than badder (Uh)
And her pockets fatter
(yeah) , and she a Glock handler
Ask why I'm dancin'
She ask why I'm dancin' chef J
This club be dancin'
Shit I be dippin' 'n dabbin'
Then I be drippin' the, ayy ha, let's go
She ask if I be dancin', shit
I be dippin' 'n dabbin', huh
Shit I be switchin' the swaggers, huh
Kel Tec, let it rattle (Grrrt)
I know you think that yo' bitch bad
My bitch badder than badder (Uh)
And her pockets fatter
(yeah) , and she a Glock handler (Brrd)
Okay, talkin' my shit, I guess
I did it again, i did it again
(Huh) i'm finna shit
On every nigga and bitch that
I said wouldn't win (Huh)
Hop on this block, bend
(Skrrt) , I bought two Glocks, twins (Brrt)
Them guns is best friends and
They’ll slam you like wrestlin' (Okay)
Enough about my guns, I got
A lot, I mean some, i mean none
I play dumb, only if twelvе listenin’
If he run, up on him
I'm finna nail this bitch
My girl, say she want somе
I’m finna nail this bitch (Let's go)
Up, up and away, dick in the glizop
Fuck what you say
You sweet as a faggot, soft as a cake
Got a oven on me if you tryna get baked
This beat remindin' me of some old Lil Wayne
Feel like Wayne, to the money I skate
When it come to fashion I’m always early
But I still show up fashionably late (Bitch)
Haha, ayy
She ask if I be dancin', shit
I be dippin' 'n dabbin', huh
Shit I be switchin' the swaggers, huh
Kel Tec, let it rattle (Grrrt)
I know you think that yo' bitch bad
My bitch badder than badder (Uh)
And her pockets fatter
(yeah) , and she a Glock handler
She ask if I be dancin', shit
I be dippin' 'n dabbin', huh
Shit I be switchin' the swaggers, huh
Kel Tec, let it rattle (Grrrt)
I know you think that yo' bitch bad
My bitch badder than badder (Uh)
And her pockets fatter
(yeah) , and she a Glock handler