GloveBox

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[Verse 1] I'm getting it jumping and bumping I got that pistol in the glove box Ready to get to busting and dumping I'm in the mud clot Hold the whole clip for ya, pull that bitch trigger and then we dip on em I'm ready to tear em, the devil is riding right with me to battle I'm bout to go slamming them gavels and moving cold in the phantom I highly doubt that you got love for me My weapon it always keeps me company [Verse 2] I be the wrecking ball Shaking and breaking the rest involved Fuck what you thinking I'm better than y'all The best of all Time, the graveyard veteran oh Twisting fast, flicking ash Making some dollars and make it last Life is fast, death is long The reaper is reaping, I'm coming down Out, hit the sound, blades pimping downtown Get the team another round Cheers to us for holding it down Diamonds in my pinky ring Charge it to the fucking game All you pussies imitate I came back to set it straight Rolling up grip on my Glock 9 I get so high that I stop time Send me the addy I'll drop mine Changing the game every time that I rhyme Kicking it thinkin it's bout time Pick em up put em on up in the sky Listen up I go with one at a time Fuck with the team and I promise you die Riding around, smoking the pound I feel like I'm in a different world Fucking around, we laying it down Fuck it and pick up a different girl [Outro] I like to keep my pimping A1 See we been silent ever since day one Backroads calling me I gotta go back Backroads calling me I gotta go back Backroads calling me-
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