If I Crash This Car On A Glide Lyrics


If I Crash This Car On A Glide Lyrics By TPL. Main tiktok song words are If I crash this car on a glide don’t worry ’bout your car getting dented If I jump out, swing my shank Pierce man’s lungs, and I f^^king meant it.

If I Crash This Car On A Glide Lyrics

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In Zone 8 tryna cause some hellMade Philly dance, cut shapes as wellThey can’t hack beef so they sing like AdeleWar is war and time will tellGlock 32, no .32 bellsGet well soon if you hold these shellsYoungers to olders scream like girlsRise this well, that’s a dig-up a cellIn Zone 8 tryna cause some hellMade Philly dance, cut shapes as wellThey can’t hack beef so they sing like AdeleWar is war and time will tellGlock 32, no .32 bellsGet well soon if you hold these shellsYoungers to olders scream like girlsRise this well, that’s a dig-up a cell

If I crash this car on a glideDon’t worry ’bout your car getting dentedIf I jump out, swing my shankPierce man’s lungs, and I f^^king meant itStack my bread then I got it investedWaps on deck, in the Nizz I test itTP gang from the deepest trenchesGet back where? Get back in them benchesHold up, wait, I ain’t finished this sentenceFour waps up, this Smoke Squad settingsJump out gang, put the opps on pendantsFifteen inch but the Glock’s my preferenceFive man deep, that’s perfect attendanceWhy the opps keep hurdling fences?Don’t ask me personal questionsChing man down, I’m jerking him endless

Blacked out GLA or MokkaMe and S in a bruck-down HondaSpin that whip if I see me an opperCall backup, chinged him properSamurai sword cuts like a chopperRoll with the Glock, fill it with copperGot live corn for an opperThey don’t wanna see what I got in my lockerThem man there just talk on the GramI get ’round there in a ding-dong vanLooking for him or a so-called fanSlide that door, young g go hamPray that the .44 ting don’t jamRate that aim 99, no SamI’m on the opp block tryna rise and tanI’m on the opp block tryna rise and tan

I got bare gyal ’round, jiggy-jiggy on deckIn OFB got the jiggy on deckIn N17 got the blikky and kwefO way or no way, he still get cheffedShots get beat from the 9 and 10Baddie, baddie give drops inFlick it, flick, it that’s blades in necksWho’s that? My man throwing up OsYou can get left like the Christmas ghostDrugs, money, it come from the coastWhite like Tommy and brown like Saint PatrickN^^^^s get lit like I’m lighting my matchesShots get sent, we don’t wait for no catchesFresh out the box and it’s automaticTell the driver, ‘stop here, let me slap it’

I’m on the backroad, I’m on my Jack JonesBut still we crash corn at themI beg you don’t leave your friendSix feet deep where the opps get sentS^^t gets peak and I know they’re stressedCah the OTP’s got loaded skengsSpin that whip, try catch me an MTell my young g’s don’t lack like Dezz

Two-litre ride, let’s go on a glideS^^t get’s peak when us man rideIn my mother’s hood where my opps get friedKnown to the pigs as a violent guyYou best not lack, got my zombie knifeGot no waps, so the rap is a lieInvest in shanks, still don’t rideKidnap squad, don’t rap no lies

Who’s that? What’s that?Jump out, get himIn the Nizz with a rusty weaponTwo AKs, put the 4 in the 7Have you ever seen a golden berettanSlap that corn at his melonSlide tru’ with the WessonQuestion, questionWhy the f^^k are you leaving your bredrin?

In Zone 8 tryna cause some hellMade Philly dance, cut shapes as wellThey can’t hack beef so they sing like AdeleWar is war and time will tellGlock 32, no .32 bellsGet well soon if you hold these shellsYoungers to olders scream like girlsRise this well, that’s a dig-up a cellIn Zone 8 tryna cause some hellMade Philly dance, cut shapes as wellThey can’t hack beef so they sing like AdeleWar is war and time will tellGlock 32, no .32 bellsGet well soon if you hold these shellsYoungers to olders scream like girlsRise this well, that’s a dig-up a cell

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