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HIGHER THAN EARTH
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130 on the dash, and I'm pushing this bitch like a stick
Slide in a four wheel drive I can't help but to drift
Probation the back of my mind cause I know I got them checking the piss
You thinking bout taking some off me, I'm stabbing, I'm chopping the wrist
Nah man, I got a lot of opps in this bitch
I whip out that Glock, better un-ball yo’ fist
I kicked out the whip I ain't hang with a snitch
Locked up, I get out to a vehicle flip
Go hard with the Glock, I ain't missing that hit
Act like a gangsta, I paid him a visit
Pussy ass nigga man, I knew sum was fishy
Got the drac in my hand, you wanna ride with the smitty
I knew the hoe was goin fore I was locked up in prison
Everyone shooters, come though 76
Better duck down yo' top, them bullet flying like the
Thе vec in my hand while evеrybody act kriss
Can't spare him with that fye nigga, grant him a wish
7.62 to the stomach, he sick
I'm busting that draco that bitch got some kick
Lil' Glokk, you know I
Walk that boy down, he ran, but you know I pop him in the hip
The hell? Nigga I ain't going out like no simp
Water cooler on that chop, you better up on that kit
Reload that bih, you got a glove for the grip
Im like “wtf mobb" they bout to throw it to the strip
Mask the fuck up, you got took by the grinch
Diamond in the rain, had to put it in the wrist
Pop all his bitch ass partners ain't seen that boy since
Babylife niggas ain't gon die and gon fucking rebirth
Let me see your man how that currency work
Off-white stepper got the blood on my shirt
Talking bout the smoke then I'm pulling off first
Jesus piece on my neck, after I whack your bitch I go to church
This bitch a freak man, I know she gon slurp
Shot him in the leg he had a face full of dirt
Junkies they comin', these niggas get rich off these fake ass percs
Better pop out straight out “today ain't gon hurt”
You walk around fake tough, shit ain't gon work
You talking bout some fuck sum nigga you getting merked
I'm pleading not guilty to the judge with a smirk
I scheme on a pussy ass nigga wearing purse
You rapping them songs, you ain't doing no dirt
This mob GL you can't come to the turf
I'm going to the league bitch I'm shooting like the Spurs
You tryna get 'em knocked you ain't say none but a word
I pull out that bankroll there go Larry Bird
One man army, fuck bout what you heard
Evil, demon seed, nigga fake like he got cursed
Can't get a sip of this drank, no sir
Went to the woods, whacked a bear just to put on his fur
"Glokk, can you take that boy off" I'm like sure
Nigga making plays in this shit, Steve Kerr
Dead man walking, you gotta pick out the hearse
Got the dope in the pot, finna make that bitch stir
Locked down, yo' bitch check up on me like nurse
We known for getting active, on god we the worst
I'm smoking dope man, I'm higher than earth
I'm smoking dope man, I'm higher than earth
Pushing the button, BL come in deep
Nigga don't play with the BLV
I slide with the semi or the SMG
I'm on their block, I ain't R Kelly but watch how I creep
Niggas getting popped better watch how you speak
Convicted felon, Kel-Tec in the seat
I'm raising hell in this bitch I might tweak
I'm in Miami, I ride with that Heat
If you tryna have a shootout, on god we could meet
She wanna get hit with that dick, thats a kink
I put him on skates, there's more ice than a rink
My pockets they fat, I can't let that bitch shrink
I'm swinging my fists I start knocking out teeth
I'm smoking that weed for the pain, ain't no keef
Professional shooters that hop out the jeep (hop out)
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