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No Diss

Glockboybobo
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[Intro] This ain't no diss On foenem Ayy, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide (They got Wooskii on the mix) Slide, slide, slide, slide Ayy [Verse 1] I got sitchy with me (Sitchy) My opps post guns on the 'net, but they don't get busy with 'em (They don't get busy with 'em) Freak lil' bitch drop lo', we up the score, ain't no treaties, nigga (Ain't no treaties) One lil' boy I spared when he was young, I should've killed the nigga (I should've killed the nigga) Thought she had a finesse, I gave her forty, made her eat dick Ain't do unemployment, I was locked up, bitch, I been lit Hate the toxic type, they talkin' 'bout secrets, but can't keep shit My homie throwin' shade, he don't think I caught, I peeped the sneak diss (I caught the sneak) Why they act like they ain't dyin', gang? Shit, they delusional (They delusional) He said he got shooters, shit, I'm a shooter, but I got shooters too (I got shooters too) Caught him loafin', tried to hide behind that ho, that bitch ain't bulletproof (Bitch ain't bulletproof) This bitch got a switchy on the back, this bitch gon' keep shootin' Doc just hit my line, said he got lo', shit, what block he on? This the type of shit I love for sure, I'm in right or wrong (Right or wrong) Free the guys, keep money on my phone 'cause some ain't comin' home I don't need no nigga slide for me, I'll do this shit alone [Chorus] All you hear is brrt, brrt, ah, that's that switch (That's that switch) It's easy to get under a nigga skin, I'll just fuck his bitch (I'll just fuck his bitch) Dude got hit like ninety times in the face, then he twitched We do walk-ups, ain't no drive-bys, that's how you miss (Uh-uh) [Verse 2] I don't fuck with you if you don't like Clay, fuck is you slow, nigga? (Fuck is you slow, nigga?) Tap the trigger two times, it was only me, they thought it was four niggas (Uh) Man, I wish G Pap was out here with me, we used to ho niggas (Long live my twin) Twelve o'clock at night, go by the tracks, we used to poke niggas (We used to poke niggas) They can't front they move, yeah, I rap, but I smoke niggas (Do smoke niggas) Made her spin the block, that bitch ain't shit, I let lil' bro hit her Niggas dumb as hell, he know I fucked, but he still go with her We gon' flip through every block this time, we gon' show niggas (That's how I'm comin') Ayy, don't call my phone no more, lil' boy, we don't do peace treaties (We don't do peace treaties) What you call a bop without no morals? A dick eat Chased him down and popped him in his shit, we made him peepee (Uh-uh) Shorties wanna play ball, gettin' they ass smoked, this shit ain't pee-wee You can't say the trenches without us, shit, we frontline Told him I ain't fuck, I lied to him, I hit one time How you got a ghost Glock with a switch? What if it go down? Never did shit to nobody but the 'net, but your whole crew died [Chorus] All you hear is brrt, brrt, ah, that's that switch It's easy to get under a nigga skin, I'll just fuck his bitch (Fuck his bitch) Dude got hit like ninety times in the face, then he twitched We do walk-ups, ain't no drive-bys, that's how you miss (Ayy) [Outro] Uh, uh, this ain't no diss Ayy, ayy, this ain't no diss All these bitch-ass ngigas playin' with us, man Ayy, niggas know what the fuck goin' on, man, no cap Ayy This ain't no diss Fuck the opps, man 147