Confidential

Lyrics

[Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] And we gon' keep this shit so confidential We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses [Verse 1: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] Baby Dracos, .223s and ten millis Man, standin' on the couches with my niggas screamin' "Free the killers" I be fuckin' hoes the day I meet 'em, I ain't no lil' nigga And I pull up to the strip and walk straight in 'cause I got pull, nigga She heard I get money, fly bitches out, and I shoot niggas I ain't scary, I'll walk up on you, ask you, "Who is you, nigga?" Ayy, I don't dance, I just throw my hoodie on and do my do, nigga Me and Stackboi fuck the same hoes, I don't ask him what he do with 'em Finna turn you up, I'ma buy y'all hoеs some liqour, I sip lean Bitches hatе it when they see me with my cup, they say I'm mean It's my mans ho, but that pussy was so good, she on my team now I put a button on my Glock, but I ain't finna use my beam now [Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] And we gon' keep this shit so confidential We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses And we gon' keep this shit so confidential We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses [Verse 2: Stackboi Ty] We gon' keep this confidential Switchy on the block, this bitch is not a pistol You gon' catch about a hundred rounds before I'm boxin' with you (On gang) I just stuffed the Glock with missiles, keep my fin, we out here fishin' I don't want none of my opps in jail, I pray the judge dismiss 'em (Ayy) Just gave bro the book, now we gon' catch her 'round her Brodie in the kitchen spikin' boy, he think he Jeffery Dahmer All my ice on now with an R, you couldn't press me out it Me and TeeJaee been fuckin' on the same hoes and never spoke about it (Shit) And we gon' keep this shit so confidential, baby, gave me head You can go fuck on my bro and them 'cause we know how to play it If there's a ticket on that pussy, baby, you know I'ma pay it Never runnin' from no beef unless it's pigs, you know I fled (Skrrt) [Chorus: GlockBoyz TeeJaee] And we gon' keep this shit so confidential We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses And we gon' keep this shit so confidential We gon' tap your head, run up on you, you got presidential I heard it's fifty on your head, I hope them killers get you My dog got five bodies, three attempts and ten misses