Mari Glock Lyrics – Lil Noonie, Lil Sy

Read the full Mari Glock lyrics by Lil Noonie and Lil Sy along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[Intro: Lil Noonie]
(ain’t that Lil Dave on the mix?)
Walk down, walk down, walk down, walk down, brrt, n!gga (Lofye dripping too hard)
Long live Big Drac, long live Baby Drac, n!gga
Free Blowski, foe, free Nardo, free Drac, pull up, n!gga (Is that Young3Three?)

[Verse 1: Lil Noonie]
Devil on my shoulder, in my ear like, “Tap a hat” (Brrt)
Bail out, toss, no clapping back
As soon as he run, we pat his back (Go, go)
Stand over, blitz ’til his s*it cracked
You come through here, no chance to clap (No chance to clap)

Keep trailing him down and slid back (And slid back)
Tryna use your feet, get your s*it tapped (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
We jump in cars, send s*it to Mars
Post up, play D, who tryna bump? (Go, go)
Get put in check for acting hard
Off GG bars, stop acting tough (Stop acting tough)
We fu*ked him up, no need to flodg
o teeth, on God, a goofy sum
SySy walk him, bail out, dump
Quanny dance, they ate a truck

[Verse 2: Lil Sy]
On the P with a burst
Teens in a mask got put in the dirt, I know that s*it hurt (Brrt)
The opps steady dissing, we the ones clapping they homies and putting they ass in the dirt (Y’all know that)
I’m on alert, all-black Q50S, leave the d!cks right here in the dirt (Skrrt, skrrt)
She lift up her skirt, I don’t wanna fu*k that b!tch unless I got my yerc (I need it)
AJ died, he went out the worst
Glock 22, this b!tch got a burst (Brrt, brrt)
Running and clap, don’t talk about a shirt, Cam gon’ purge
Told Reno to get up with me
Me and lil’ brother gon’ bail out and purge, go, go (Y’all know that)

[Bridge: Lil Noonie]
Walk down, walk down, walk down, walk down, walk, walk

[Verse 3: Lil Noonie]
I let SySy set the pick (Set the pick)
Twin Gens, gold switch (Gold switch)
Teen dead, got hit in his s*it (Got hit in his s*it)
I hear lil’ .40, you hear my nick’
But that don’t mean they first to blick
We look right back and spot the d!cks
Quick V, get gone, that s*it was quick
On every hot, don’t think you slick (N!gga)
We’ll get wild on any block (Brrt)
4 block teeth, ain’t sent a shot
Just burst your .40 or aim with chop, yeah
Kept patting his back ’til shorty dropped (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Kitting and purge, we do it a lot
Just make lil’ sound outside his slot
At early morning, at 9 o’clock
In school for breakfast, I jumped an opp
That head-tap make bodies drop
Lil’ shh ain’t feel no body shots
These six-twos look like shotty shots
Lil’ Walk float all type of hots
I seen Lil Cam glitching Glocks
Keep Big Reno, four-nick’ with box
Say that s*it left, they left the car
Abort the mission, now you use socks
That button you heard Lil Mari Glock
Get bored, reflip Lil Mari slot
I glitch right before Ari shot
I got s*it that leave your body locked
But you don’t wanna catch no artery shot
Can’t post up, not even parking lots
These Micros make your party stop
Don’t care if you sworn, get your ‘Rari boxed (N!gga, go)