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Glockys Lyrics by Rowdy Rebel, from the album “Back Outside“, music has been produced by Jonny Shipes, Subb & TriggMixedIt, and Glockys song lyrics are penned down by Rowdy Rebel, Jonny Shipes, Subb & TriggMixedIt.

Glockys Lyrics

Brrt, ayy (Ooh, Johnny Shipes)
(The Sound)
Ayy
Huh

They say get back to my old ways (From when?), from back in the days (Yeah)
Blue fact want that ratchet, like, what’s crackin’? Ayy, Deuce Trey (Ayo, Zay)
‘Member when I was young? I saw my first gun when I was eight (When I was eight)
When Johnny had no answer, we took twelve up on a chase (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Man, they ain’t even see my face or see my license plates (Huh)
Thinkin’ ’bout my chaha, we had drama ’round my way (Glah)
We had Glocky’s on our corners (Glah), we had Glocky’s on our waists (Baow, glah, glah, glah)
Take them Glocky’s off them corners (Glah), put them Glocky’s in your facе (Grrt, ayy, baow)

Took my one bitch out the trenchеs, bought her ass and bought her titties (And bought her titties)
And my lil’ hitters getting money, I don’t gotta buy them glizzy’s (I don’t gotta buy them glizzy’s)
Bought it out for my lil’ jewelers and that ni**a up a milli’ (Man, that ni**a up a milli’)
She gon’ f*ck me ’cause I’m handsome (Huh, wha), she just f*ck me ’cause I’m witty (Wha)
They like, “Who that there?”, that’s my new bitch right there with her ass out (All with her ass out)
Two twenty on this dash and this new Audi (Skrrt, skrrt) ’bout to mash out (Skrrt, skrrt)
Crashin’ in your party, if he in there, he gon’ crash out (He gon’ crash out)
Free my ni**a, Neechie, he still touch, he on the max out (He off the molly)
Used to sleep with the rats and the roaches (Roaches)
Used to trap with the killers and vultures (Vultures)
When a ni**a got locked and did all that time, I didn’t do that shit from the culture (For the culture)
I did that shit for squad above (For the squad), I did that shit for the soldiers (For the soldiers)
That’s the reason I keep taking these drugs (Ha), I think my heart getting colder (Baow, baow, baow)

They say get back to my old ways (From when?), from back in the days (Yeah)
Blue fact want that ratchet, like, what’s crackin’? Ayy, Deuce Trey (Ayo, Zay)
‘Member when I was young? I saw my first gun when I was eight (When I was eight)
When Johnny had no answer, we took twelve up on a chase (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt-skrrt)
Man, they ain’t even see my face or see my license plates (Huh)
Thinkin’ ’bout my chaha, we had drama ’round my way (Glah)
We had Glocky’s on our corners (Glah), we had Glocky’s on our waists (Baow, glah, glah, glah)
Take them Glocky’s off them corners (Glah), put them Glocky’s in your face (Grrt, baow)


SONG INFO:

Song: Glockys
Artist: Rowdy Rebel
Album: Back Outside (2023)
Music: Jonny Shipes, Subb & TriggMixedIt
Lyrics: Rowdy Rebel, Jonny Shipes, Subb & TriggMixedIt


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