Don Toliver – Glock Lyrics

Don Toliver GLOCK Lyrics

Everyone falls
You know sometime
Sometimes, it’s wrong
And sometimes, it’s right
For every win
Someone must fail
There comes a point when
When we exhale
Said shoop, shoop, shoop

Hold my Glock when I’m in the club
There’s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Hold my Glock when I’m in the club
There’s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I’m in the club
There’s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I’m in the club
There’s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I (Yeah)

Geeked up (Uh-huh)
I can’t take a shower without no reefer (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Baby gon’ bust it open, you know I need ya
It’s time to pop my meds, I need a re-up (Yeah, yeah)
Huh, red two-seater (Skrrt)
Marley got that tune, he got that heater (Come on)
Braids to the back like Queen Latifah
I can’t feel my face, I’m in here so gone

Hold my Glock when I’m in the club
There’s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I’m in the club
There’s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh

Wanna come f**k you out the sheet, uh (Out the sheet)
Pull up, baby right to sleep, yeah (Right to sleep)
I’m sippin’ this drank, this Jubilee, yeah (Jubilee)
Stayin’ high, stayin’ low-key, yeah (Woah)
You don’t need to be doin’, if it ain’t me, yeah
I felt the love, I wonder what she felt (Felt the love)
I hide the Glock right by my seatbelt (Right by my seatbelt)

Hey, bae
I want that new Chanelly purse I bought you
I need you to hold my Glock for me
I need you to hold my Glock

Hold my Glock when we in the club
There’s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love
Took my dogs to the strip and I spent a dirty dub
Oh, oh
Hold my Glock when I’m in the club
There’s some hoes in the back and they wanna come show me love

Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
When I pull up on the block and I
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
I’ma slide on my bike and I’ma
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
I’ma pull up on that Harley, I’ma
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
I just got it, two wheels, not a coupe
Coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe, coupe
Pull the block, the banger hot and I’ma
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Got a Harley and I pull up in a hoop, hoop, hoop
Thinkin’ it’s you and not the—

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  • Written by: Don Toliver
  • Album: HARDSTONE PSYCHO
  • Released: 2024