Yung Klan, Ethan Sacii - Glock Klan Lyrics

Rollie on fleek fye on the seat hood baby shit Chanel on her feet
Baby bottle me I just fell asleep mini draco chop him like a tree
Two yellow bitches wanna sight see baby Berkin bag for the wifey
Shooting at yo face like I’m Spike Lee no sesame chop sticks on me
Balling like a three no referee X pill in me nigga who you be
Smoking out the pound exotic me slime klan with me blue hundred fleek
I’m plugged like a socket I take off like rockets my trap stay hotter than takis
Talking real greasy no reason my nigga they ready they popping shots at your noggin
Stealing my sauce my sauce is immaculate nigga you stealing shit nigga you robbing
Talking bout racks my nigga I got racks like a bank my old money going sower
Old money new money all of my bitches designer white bitch snouting designer
She eat my dick like lasagna Bell & Rose on my wrist bitch these real diamonds
Walk in the spot I change the climate
I fuck the bitch in the passenger and the lil bitch sitting behind her
She sucked my dick right behind her fuck that lil bitch call her diamond
All of my watches got diamonds Im in the trap with these diamonds
My nigga blocking your shit like they linemen’s
Rollie on fleek fye on the seat hood baby shit Chanel on her feet
Baby bootle me I just fell asleep mini draco shop him like a tree
Two yellow bitches wanna sight see baby Berkin bag for the wifey
Shooting at yo face like I’m Spike Lee no sesame chop sticks on me
Balling like a three no referee x pill in me nigga who you be
Smoking out the pound exotic me slime klan with me blue hundred fleek

Rollie on fleek fye on the seat hood baby shit Chanel on her feet
Baby bottle me I just fell asleep mini draco chop him like a tree
Two yellow bitches wanna sight see baby Berkin bag for the wifey
Shooting at yo face like I’m Spike Lee no sesame chop sticks on me
Balling like a three no referee X pill in me nigga who you be
Smoking out the pound exotic me slime klan with me blue hundred fleek
I’m plugged like a socket I take off like rockets my trap stay hotter than takis
Talking real greasy no reason my nigga they ready they popping shots at your noggin
Stealing my sauce my sauce is immaculate nigga you stealing shit nigga you robbing
Talking bout racks my nigga I got racks like a bank my old money going sower
Old money new money all of my bitches designer white bitch snouting designer
She eat my dick like lasagna Bell & Rose on my wrist bitch these real diamonds
Walk in the spot I change the climate
I fuck the bitch in the passenger and the lil bitch sitting behind her
She sucked my dick right behind her fuck that lil bitch call her diamond
All of my watches got diamonds Im in the trap with these diamonds
My nigga blocking your shit like they linemen’s
Rollie on fleek fye on the seat hood baby shit Chanel on her feet
Baby bootle me I just fell asleep mini draco shop him like a tree
Two yellow bitches wanna sight see baby Berkin bag for the wifey
Shooting at yo face like I’m Spike Lee no sesame chop sticks on me
Balling like a three no referee x pill in me nigga who you be
Smoking out the pound exotic me slime klan with me blue hundred fleek