Glizock and Wizop lyrics

• Copyright: Gucci Mane, Key Glock, BandPlay

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  (BandPlay)
  G-Lock
  Yeah

  Ayy, it's Glizock and Guwop, we so icy, nigga, you not (Yeah)
  Pistol in the party, these young niggas with me too hot (Yeah)
  I ran it up, no bank account, I stuffed it in the shoebox
  Ninth grade with them things, I felt like a trap god (Yeah)
  Long live my nigga Flippa, bitch (Bitch), you see these blue rocks (Yep)
  Ayy, I can't put no money in my denim, it's just too much
  Ayy, every time you see me, I got some new ice and like two cups
  Ayy, not from Milwaukee or from Tampa, bae, these blue bucks

  It's Guwop and Glizock, and this combo gon' be hard to stop
  Zone 6 to South Memphis, totin' that pistol like a cop
  Wouldn't give me my flowers, I rеwarded myself and bought a watch (Burr)
  Took the fork and scrapеd the pot (Skrrt), it's off the eye, I shake the pot
  I can't put no money in no niggas who ain't worth it, dawg (No)
  Confiscated my necklace 'cause these suckers didn't deserve it, y'all (Pussy)
  Seventeen summers later, showin' no signs of fallin' off (Well, damn)
  I didn't even imagine I'd be ballin' how I'm ballin' now (Go, go)
  Niggas tried to count me out, they miscounted the wrong amount (Wrong)
  Killers took, don't bring 'em up, it's 'round 'em if I bring 'em out
  Oh, you got a crash dummy, think before you send him off (Huh?)
  His brain left on the dashboard, we all see what he thinkin', dawg (Yeah)

  Ayy, it's Glizock and Guwop, we so icy, nigga, you not (Yeah)
  Pistol in the party, these young niggas with me too hot (Yeah)
  I ran it up, no bank account, I stuffed it in the shoebox
  Ninth grade with them things, I felt like a trap god (Yeah)
  Long live my nigga Flippa, bitch (Bitch), you see these blue rocks (Yep)
  Ayy, I can't put no money in my denim, it's just too much
  Ayy, every time you see me, I got some new ice and like two cups
  Ayy, not from Milwaukee or from Tampa, bae, these blue bucks

  Yeah (Blue bucks)
  Baby, I get too much
  Motherfu*kin' money, so I gotta keep that tool tucked
  I'm still the same youngin', the only thing, my money grew up
  It be the same niggas talkin' 'bout slidin' and ain't shootin' nothin'
  Yeah, bitch, I'm all about my bread, every crouton
  Yeah, I just cut a check and bitch off like a coupon
  Yeah, dead guys in my past, that shit two-hundred
  Um, young nigga keep the heat up on 'em, Jimmy Bun

  Ayy, it's Glizock and Guwop, we so icy, nigga, you not (Yeah)
  Pistol in the party, these young niggas with me too hot (Yeah)
  I ran it up, no bank account, I stuffed it in the shoebox
  Ninth grade with them things, I felt like a trap god (Yeah)
  Long live my nigga Flippa, bitch (Bitch), you see these blue rocks (Yep)
  Ayy, I can't put no money in my denim, it's just too much
  Ayy, every time you see me, I got some new ice and like two cups
  Ayy, not from Milwaukee or from Tampa, bae, these blue bucks

• Who is the author of the song Glizock and Wizop?
  The song Glizock and Wizop was written by Gucci Mane, Key Glock, BandPlay.

• Who sings the song Glizock and Wizop?
  The song Glizock and Wizop is performed by Gucci Mane.