Indigo

Artist: Glokk40Spaz Album: Baby Whoa Category: Hip Hop
They call me a Rottweiler nigga might bite your ass
Might have to put me down cause I'm tweaking with a 30 mag
We beat your boyfriend's ass, Michael Jackson "Bad"
They call me an animal, get off on the police in a new Jag
We don't drink no Danimals, monkey nuts on the new gat

I took, I took, I took, the plug off before I was 15
My baby like Spaz how the fuck you bless me
I can't hang with no fake gangster that ain't me
Be with real gun popper that's on me
Treat me like the dundada on eighteen
Driving in that Impala on your street
Only fuck on top dollar fuck you mean?
They call me a Rottweiler nigga might bite your ass
Might have to put me down cause I'm tweaking with a 30 mag
We beat your boyfriend's ass, Michael Jackson "Bad"
They call me an animal, get off on the police in a new Jag
We don't drink no Danimals, monkey nuts on this new gat
The Glock indigo put different colors on strap
You not reppin here you can not come to the trap
Take em through the swamp, give a fuck bout these rap
Nigga go out bad yea only fuck on nats
Nigga this on bill, I almost shot gnat
Nigga we can't see them nigga, imagine that
When I was locked up popped nigga's off, nigga that no cap
When I was locked up bitch I'm with the mob get your ass wrapped
When I'm with Kilo he take the plug off with akimbo
I ate noodles for breakfast when I was locked up in December
Might as well shoot him we were born a sinner
I knock you off you got the wrong nigga
Nigga this the mob you better have no issue
Wipe nigga nose he really need some tissue
Five really cold bullet gave him blister
Stunna fucked yo' mama, Kilo fucked yo' sister
Nigga ain't playin they ain't wanna hit a nigga I'm just sayin
Nigga I'm just sayin one hit quick
Nigga I'm just sayin caught that boy, flipped him
Size of the stick made that boy quiver
Avatar bullet got the air bender
Nigga ain't on nothin, try me and we gon get him
Don't ask to see my Glock, the bih pretty, the bih indigo
He play with GRP, in a rabbit hole
All my Glocks bitches but I don't got no hoes
We washed the nigga out, just like some clothes
All the soldiers shoot the 5 with no hold
Joker on my neck, but nigga this ain't jokes
BL and GF, I don't hang with folks
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