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YBN Nahmir

"Glocc in My Pants"

[Intro: $tupid Young]
Coronado on the beat
Ayy

[Chorus: $tupid Young]
Glock in my pants, I can't dance
Young n*gga tryna touch bands
She gon' give it up 'cause she a fan
I don't think these other n*ggas understand
Glock in my pants, I can't dance
Young n*gga tryna touch bands
She gon' give it up 'cause she a fan
I don't think these other n*ggas understand (Ayy)

[Verse 1: $tupid Young]
Glock on my head right now
pus*y n*gga, please don't get hit right now
Plus I'm with some Crips right now
One false move, they gon' have to trip right now
With some Asian n*ggas and they look serious
You could lose your life tryna be curious
We'll pull up and spray broad day
Get away in a race, call it Fast and Furious
I got diamonds in my mouth when I'm smiling
Water in my mouth like I'm drinking from a fountain
All this money I be countin', hundred dollars piling
I ain't talking Nick Cannon, all my n*ggas wildin'

[Chorus: $tupid Young]
Glock in my pants, I can't dance
Young n*gga tryna touch bands
She gon' give it up 'cause she a fan
I don't think these other n*ggas understand
Glock in my pants, I can't dance
Young n*gga tryna touch bands
She gon' give it up 'cause she a fan
I don't think these other n*ggas understand (Ayy)

[Verse 2: YBN Nahmir]
Bro trippin' in the party, then I'm trippin' (Then I'm trippin')
I ain't with that talkin', I'ma handle all my business (I'ma handle all my business)
Ridin' with a couple Asians and they Crippin' (Couple Asians and they Crippin')
Slidin' down the block, we on Anaheim with it (We on Anaheim with it)
If I pop out, then everybody outside gettin' chalked out (Chalked out)
Seen him talkin' sh*t, I upped the blower and he logged out
Drop opp, you know that's every time we see an opp out
Disembark, straight out the car, put bullets in his mouth
I'ma trade this lil' nine for a baby K
Hit they block, chopper singin' like it's Babyface
Understand, lil' b*tch, understand
I was 17 when I made a hundred bands

[Chorus: $tupid Young]
Glock in my pants, I can't dance
Young n*gga tryna touch bands
She gon' give it up 'cause she a fan
I don't think these other n*ggas understand
Glock in my pants, I can't dance
Young n*gga tryna touch bands
She gon' give it up 'cause she a fan
I don't think these other n*ggas understand

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