Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Van Glock , by - Ramirez. Release date: 01.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Van Glock |
| Every step color coordinated when I walk inside the room |
| Hopped up out another whatchu call it? |
| And it going zoom |
| Venice and a Harry Potter book but I be totin' brooms |
| I know why you wanna hate, you got nothing else to do |
| Rifle with a scope so I see a fuckboy with a view |
| 30 stickin on my Trues |
| Sorry I ain’t have a clue |
| Do my money dance |
| Peel the gas, you see me sliding through |
| If you thought that it was safe, pussy boy we watching you |
| I got a scope |
| I got a scope |
| I got a scope, aye |
| Bitch, I will shoot ya |
| I smoked the pope |
| I smoked the pope |
| I smoked the pope |
| That hailing Medusa |
| Fuck out the way, banana will spray |
| Dogging the choppa the deadly array |
| Off of the ye, sippin kool-aid |
| Fuck a bitch shit with that knife and that nade |
| Aye, aye let’s go, hit the sto' |
| I need drank to sip some mo' |
| Right before, we hit the sto' |
| Bitch don’t touch my Gucci coat |
| Bitch, you broke |
| Yeah, you short |
| Middle finger to the pope |
| Check the dope, peep the flow |
| Paint your bitch ass like Van Gogh |
| I guess it’s simulation glitch |
| Stupid thot cuz I got rich |
| Lotta ass up on my bitch |
| Bought a Patek for my dick |
| Stack my money to the ceiling |
| Then I do that shit again |
| Two Glocks and they matching |
| So I call them bitches, «twenty twins» |
| What’s the play? |
| Posted at the trap house playin on 2K |
| Keep the K |
| Just in case them fuckboys try to slide my way |
| Double Ks |
| Take the police on the e-way for a chase |
| Disobey and I promise yo punk ass can’t evade (aye) |
| Watch how you touch me, these fibers are delicate |
| Bitch on some etiquette, suck on my elephant |
| I am surrounded by guns like the president |
| Police they try to roll me for embezzlement |
| I got a stick n a K wit that 50, the drum lookin like it was flashin a titty |
| I’m breakin a pound while I’m makin a quarter |
| Pull up wit gorillas you lookin for cover |
| Boobie the driver and bitch I’m the shoota |
| I’m holdin the Choppa and Boobie the Ruger |
| I kick in your door with a two ton bazooka |
| I blow your shit back while I’m blowin the tooka |
| Money so long that I expand the ruler |
| Diamonds is drippin, shout out to my jeweler |
| Spittin is pimpin the product I’m whippin |
| I break up a bundle and sell to consumers |