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Yo, Lil Glock, man, what’s that name? Sounds like a kid who just joined the game. Talkin’ big moves, but your flow’s so lame, Tryna shoot shots? Boy, you got no aim. Claim you’re strapped, but your rhymes don’t bang, Lyrics so weak, they barely hang. I spit heat, you just spit slang, Step to me, get buried—clang, clang, clang! Tryna flex cash? That’s Monopoly dough, Your chain’s fake gold, bro, we already know. I’m the hurricane, you’re a light breeze, though, You ain’t a Glock, you’re a Nerf gun show.Lil Glock, pop, now you’re out the spot, Claim the top, but you’re barely hot. Talk that talk, but you walk’s a flop, Step to the mic? Boy, just stop.
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Yo, Lil Glock, man, what’s that name? Sounds like a kid who just joined the game. Talkin’ big moves, but your flow’s so lame, Tryna shoot shots? Boy, you got no aim. Claim you’re strapped, but your rhymes don’t bang, Lyrics so weak, they barely hang. I spit heat, you just spit slang, Step to me, get buried—clang, clang, clang! Tryna flex cash? That’s Monopoly dough, Your chain’s fake gold, bro, we already know. I’m the hurricane, you’re a light breeze, though, You ain’t a Glock, you’re a Nerf gun show.Lil Glock, pop, now you’re out the spot, Claim the top, but you’re barely hot. Talk that talk, but you walk’s a flop, Step to the mic? Boy, just stop.
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