Текст песни GlockBoyKari - Holla Back

(Turn me up, Juu)
Bah
Baow-baow-baow-baow
Lemme get it back
Hello?
Bah
Baow-baow-baow-baow
Hey slime
Yeah
This my shit
Baow-baow-baow-baow

Bro tell me, "Get him", he gone by tomorrow
AR-15, send some shots at his car
Don't trap where you stay, I heard he don't live far
YB off a Perc', we don't fuck with the bars
Up the Glock four times, I feel like Stunna
She my lil' baby, feelin' like Gunna
I'm ballin' real hard like the play for the Thunder
I fuck his bitch once and I really don't want her, uh
Shawty, she want me to love her
Coolin' with Danny, ain't talkin' no Glover
Wasn't comin' back to school so they callin' my mother
Always stay with the gang, never fold on my brothers
Ooh, this my shit
AR-15, I might hit at the whip
Watch how I slide, slide with that stick
I heard that boy dead, I'ma bust at the whip (I'ma slide)

This my shit, this my shit
This my shit, this my shit
This my shit, this my shit
This my shit, this my shit

Play that bitch over
"I just want the neck, lil' bitch", what I told her
Don't know where to park, so we had to tow it
I'm grippin' her head and I tell her, "Bend over"
Ooh, tell her, "Bend over"
Double cup of the lean, pourin' the soda
Didn't like the U-U, so I tinted the Rover
Keep tryin' your luck, better get you a clover
Might slide in that whip, Indiana Jones
Catch him on break, then I'm breakin' his bones
And I stay with 23 like I'm back in my zone
Brrt, get down, that's the call on my phone (That's the call on my phone)

Uh, what?
This my shit
Baow-baow-baow
Just like that
We send some shots out the whip
This my shit, this my shit
Ooh, this my shit
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Baow-baow-baow-baow