Glick Boy lyrics

[intro 1: Soulja Boy]
I see like 3 or 4 n*ggas runnin through the crib, 1 n*gga run to the front door, I hopped out n start shootin, pow pow pow pow pow, shot the n*gga, pow, shot his ass pow pow po- pow

[intro 2: eNJae]
Ahh, e-N-J-a-e

[verse 1:]
I made it outta MD like Stefon Diggs
DRACO gotta stck but that b*tch still kick
Like a dyke tryna have sex I bring out the di*k
If he bring his mans we got extra clips
40 in the clip i mean 3 in the clip
Thats 1 for his dome if he talkin that sh*t
We got hollow tips if we wanna make him flip
He mustve forgot im a boy with mad glicks

[hook]
Glick boy and I always been a rich boy
b*tch boy you get hit with them sticks boy
No Toy Story, we got bog toys
If he run up on me you get split like a split boy

[verse 2:]
Like a pig tryna have fun we came out the mud
We runnin him down if he try to run
For any feds tappin its a prop gun
You n*ggas ain't valid you n*ggas is bums
Its durag enjae on this b*tch you shouldve known that
If we catch him in traffic boy we ain't gon hold back
.223, extended mags we ain't scared to blow that
n*gga think he really hard we body him we leave him toe tagged
30 shells and in leaning, purple Aquafina
We saw them orange tips b*tch we ain't scared to sneak him
Said your mans said hes hard, we know thats a lie
Sending shots fast off, like Kakarot
[hook]
Glick boy and I always been a rich boy
b*tch boy you get hit with them sticks boy
No Toy Story, we got bog toys
If he run up on me you get split like a split boy

[verse 3:]
Leave that n*gga in the dirt, like a seed
Need some work try to stain we got Glocks with red beams
f*ck you talkin bout we ain't shooters all my n*ggas blowing steam