VonOff1700 - Glock Bop Lyrics

Okay, facts
I'm tweakin' out in this bitch
Got a brand new, uh
Free my hood, nigga
F*ck your hood, nigga
For real, nigga, yeah, look

Uh, we just got a brand new Glock (new Glock)
Uh, put that bitch right on the opps (put it on his dumb ass)
Uh, we just got some brand new switches (new switches)
Uh, put it on the back of the Glock (brr, brr)
Uh, we just got a brand new hot (for real)
Uh, put that bitch right on the block (go slide)
I was just spinnin' the opps tryna send me some shots
Now I got the city on lock (for real)
Uh, you ain't heard about Toss Gang? (Your dumb ass, the f*ck?)
Uh, you livin' under a rock (what the f*ck? Stupid)
Uh, caught his ass leavin' his crib (huh?)
Shot his dumb ass out his Crocs (get his dumb ass)
Uh, you better keep you a glizzy (ooh)
Uh, or end up like Top (his dead ass)
I will not get in the car with the guys
If 12 hit the lights, he just might stop (his clown ass)
That nigga a goofy, before we had killed him, we made his dumb ass bop (his dead ass)
This gun I got got a box on the back, everybody know this not a prop (brr)
You would think he was workin' with Pepsi or Sprite how he got his dumb ass popped (popped him)
Nigga, spot your vic', bounce out of the V and shoot that bitch 'til it decock (don't stop, yeah)
I catch me an opp, it's goin' right down, but I ain't goin' out like Joc (his dead ass)
Sometimes when I slide on the opps, I be fresh as f*ck, they need to free Kay Flock
I was shootin', bullets was comin' out in slow motion, I was too high off the Wock'
I'm so lit right now, motherf*ckers tellin' they mama, "Shut up"
'Xause Von just dropped (I just dropped)
That nigga a goofy, I ain't never like him, that's why I took his watch (give me that shit)
Too many opps done died, they deep up there, put a stick in my box
Done come 'round playin' the opps
That shit so weak, get they lil' ass off the aux (they weak ass)
I know that I'm gon' go broke, soon as I sign, I'ma put down on a yacht (I'm f*ckin' it off)
Some nigga keep goin' around talkin' 'bout he gon' kill me
Knowin' his dumb ass not (his dumb ass)
"Von, but this SRT don't got no miles," this bitch straight off the lot
I'm young and dumb, for real, go to war with anybody
I'll bang it out with the SWAT (for real)
My old bitch mad, she ain't got a bag or an ass
My new bitch took her spot (she bad)
Tried to slide and died, the nigga was halfway steppin'
He should've gave it all he got (all he got)
Stop callin' my phone, nigga, this lil' shit took
You ain't never gettin' back (this shit took)

This Glock make a nigga say, "F*ck"
This Drac' make a nigga say, "Shit, ah"
This, on my dead homie, what I need to say?
Yeah, I'm on this bitch tweakin' out, nigga
Ayy, free my hood, nigga, f*ck your hood, nigga
We'll come extort your hood, nigga