Lyrics Miss My Glock 26 - BIG30, Lil Durk

Miss My Glock 26

Blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd\nNo pad no pen shit\nBlrrrd blrrrd blrrrd blrrrd\nBlrrrd Blrrrd Big Blrrrd\nNo posting on my block\nA you either shopping or serving\n.357 cross my lap\nJust for Mista we purging\nWe wack shit on the scene\nYou blessed if you made it to surgery\nHe spoke on Gino told my hitta go get him it’s urgent\nThey put that battery in his back and ain’t even slide for him\nHe sending threats from a hospital bed\nBe quiet boy\nBig Boy .45 boy\n1911 my slide toy\nEvery chain white and rose\nBut this Gucci link my vibe choice\nA if it’s smoke\nThen say so\nGet to close\nMy niggas spray some\nFor smoking Gino laced him\nFo' he know it them members faced him\nBoy you was damn near wasted\nWatch where you drop that location\nThat ain’t my lil hoe or my gal\nThat’s my lil situation\nThat’s my lil shit\nMane fuck all that that’s my lil bitch\nLouis frames Louis kicks\nExclusive Game Louis V stitch\nGot shot so many times and lived\nCall him lil 50 cent\nAin’t had a 9 in 2 years\nI miss my Glock 26\nSmurk\nMe and Von was fighting our case together\nThe state hate to see our face together\nSwitches go blroom blroom\n50 thousand on sticks see his face together\nIon like crown I like wock wock in a peach crush\nBecause I taste it better\nLouis belt with a hoodie to hide my dreads and hold my drac together\nFighting over hits like where he go\nShit who chased him better\nCan’t trust these hoes from nobody hood nomo\nThey back do' play together\nMe, I gotta keep a gun I drop my loc\nI gotta keep a fund these killas round me\nAin’t never gone run if it’s up then it’s stuck\nThat’s on my son nigga\nPPP got you feeling yoself\nThat’s a Cartier that ain’t no Patek nigga\nTouch who $ 500K on Pluto grave I ain’t no average nigga\nWe done been through shit inside them trenches you can’t imagine nigga\nI’m with the same niggas we used to hoop on crates inside them alleys nigga\nMan what!\nGang!\nNo posting on my block\nA you either shopping or serving\n.357 cross my lap\nJust for Mista we purging\nWe wack shit on the scene\nYou blessed if you made it to surgery\nHe spoke on Gino told my hitta go get him it’s urgent\nThey put that battery in his back and ain’t even slide for him\nHe sending threats from a hospital bed\nBe quiet boy\nBig Boy .45 boy\n1911 my slide toy\nEvery chain white and rose\nBut this Gucci link my vibe choice