PNV Mell Ft Trapgod Glizzoe - BACK 2 BACK

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Old drill we love 2018🔥🔥

my twin went dumb🔥!! glizzoe wrote everything🤧🤧

Intro: Trapgod Glizzoe]
AXL
Grrrr
Gang, Gang
550

[Chorus: Trapgod Glizzoe]
Glizzoe keep a pole
If I catch me a opp, then I fold him like clothes
Big Mel I’m a Loc, TTV saw me, they seen me, they froze
Gotta’ Glock, I’ma flock with it
And I’m droppin’ the L like I’m droppin’ a hockey stick
Six shots, now his body hit
They watchin’ my style, so you know they tryna copy it
And I’m still in the field
Then boys talk tuff till’ we spin on hill
Never ran, never will
Run up, get done, and get popped like a pill
And I geek like a nerd
Hit up the guys, like bro, what’s the word?
I’m fly like a bird, and they really want beef, niggas spin two thirds




[Verse 1: Trapgod Glizzoe]
But you know they ain’t spinnin’ our strip
He talk tuff, he get hit in his lip
Put that boy on a digital clip
Now they watching the screen like I’m sending a pic
But we ain’t talkin’ basketball
I did it too myself so I can’t be mad at y’all
Stacked up, then add it all
And I twirl’ every day like I’m sipping on alcohol

[Verse 2: Trapgod Glizzoe]
Me and Mell gon’ spin through the L
If them boys talk tuff, then we send em’ a shell
Cop up, make sell after sells
7 4 kick doors, we ain’t ringin’ a bell
And I’m not with the foolery
The opps see me, they start tuckin’ they jewelry
Gun black like Kooda B
And I ain’t gotta shoot, Boo boo gon’ shoot for me
Hop out, get low from the jakes
Get caught then I’m beatin the case
In the field, gotta’ watch for the snakes
Stop out, rib shots, we was throwin’ up rakes
Y2G be the gang, yeah you know
Gotta’ play the cards right like Uno
No, this not the weed that you smoke
Dope got me on mars like Bruno
It’s so hard in this life that I’m livin’
You focused on beef, and I’m focused on chicken
22 told me, I spot em,’ I clip em
If someone is watching, I flock at the witness
This for all of my opps that be snitchin’
You could get fried, like a Red Lobsters biscuit
Spice em,’ and drill em,’ my guys really with it
The opp is a target, on God I’ma hit it
A lot of y’all don’t know me
I’ma’ put 2-4 in his back like Kobe
[?] if you owe me, better keep ya’ head like you havin’ a nosebleed
Ziggy stay with the heater man
She suckin’ the gang so I call that a eater man
They fly like Peter Pan
I been livin’ the mess, since like I was the pizza man

[Chorus: Trapgod Glizzoe]
Glizzoe keep a pole
If I catch me a opp, then I fold him like clothes
Big Mel I’m a Loc, TTV saw me, they seen me, they froze
Gotta’ Glock I’ma flock with it
I’m droppin’ the L like I’m droppin’ a hockey stick
Six shots, now his body hit
They watchin’ my style, so you know they tryna copy it
And I’m still in the field
Them boys talk tuff till’ we spin on hill
Never ran, never will
Run up, get done, and get popped like a pill
And I geek like a nerd
Hit up the guys, like bro what’s the word?
I’m fly like a bird, and they really want beef, niggas spin two thirds

[Verse 3: PNV Mell]
Real nigga, spin blocks till’ it’s sleepy
Talkin’ bout’ die, I’ma’ shoot t’ill it’s empty
A lot of niggas, be throwin up MB
My nigga, be throwin 550
Y’all talkin’ bout’ chops, like [?]
Call Glizzy, he gon’ flock out the chop
Nigga ran rick like they runnin’ from cops
Back out this chop, I’ma let my shit flock (Gang)

bro why does he sound like bladee 😭😭😭

What happened to pnv mell?

To this day the red lobster biscuit line still crazy😭

Glizzoe keep a pole
If I catch me a opp, then I fold him like clothes
Big Mel I’m a Loc, TTV saw me, they seen me, they froze
Gotta’ Glock, I’ma flock with it
And I’m droppin’ the L like I’m droppin’ a hockey stick
Six shots, now his body hit
They watchin’ my style, so you know they tryna copy it
And I’m still in the field
Then boys talk tuff till’ we spin on hill
Never ran, never will
Run up, get done, and get popped like a pill
And I geek like a nerd
Hit up the guys, like bro, what’s the word?
I’m fly like a bird, and they really want beef, niggas spin two thirds

[Verse 1: Trapgod Glizzoe]
But you know they ain’t spinnin’ our strip
He talk tuff, he get hit in his lip
Put that boy on a digital clip
Now they watching the screen like I’m sending a pic
But we ain’t talkin’ basketball
I did it too myself so I can’t be mad at y’all
Stacked up, then add it all
And I twirl’ every day like I’m sipping on alcohol

[Verse 2: Trapgod Glizzoe]
Me and Mell gon’ spin through the L
If them boys talk tuff, then we send em’ a shell
Cop up, make sell after sells
7 4 kick doors, we ain’t ringin’ a bell
And I’m not with the foolery
The opps see me, they start tuckin’ they jewelry
Gun black like Kooda B
And I ain’t gotta shoot, Boo boo gon’ shoot for me
Hop out, get low from the jakes
Get caught then I’m beatin the case
In the field, gotta’ watch for the snakes
Stop out, rib shots, we was throwin’ up rakes
Y2G be the gang, yeah you know
Gotta’ play the cards right like Uno
No, this not the weed that you smoke
Dope got me on mars like Bruno
It’s so hard in this life that I’m livin’
You focused on beef, and I’m focused on chicken
22 told me, I spot em,’ I clip em
If someone is watching, I flock at the witness
This for all of my opps that be snitchin’
You could get fried, like a Red Lobsters biscuit
Spice em,’ and drill em,’ my guys really with it
The opp is a target, on God I’ma hit it
A lot of y’all don’t know me
I’ma’ put 2-4 in his back like Kobe
[?] if you owe me, better keep ya’ head like you havin’ a nosebleed
Ziggy stay with the heater man
She suckin’ the gang so I call that a eater man
They fly like Peter Pan
I been livin’ the mess, since like I was the pizza man

[Chorus: Trapgod Glizzoe]
Glizzoe keep a pole
If I catch me a opp, then I fold him like clothes
Big Mel I’m a Loc, TTV saw me, they seen me, they froze
Gotta’ Glock I’ma flock with it
I’m droppin’ the L like I’m droppin’ a hockey stick
Six shots, now his body hit
They watchin’ my style, so you know they tryna copy it
And I’m still in the field
Them boys talk tuff till’ we spin on hill
Never ran, never will
Run up, get done, and get popped like a pill
And I geek like a nerd
Hit up the guys, like bro what’s the word?
I’m fly like a bird, and they really want beef, niggas spin two thirds

[Verse 3: PNV Mell]
Real nigga, spin blocks till’ it’s sleepy
Talkin’ bout’ die, I’ma’ shoot t’ill it’s empty
A lot of niggas, be throwin up MB
My nigga, be throwin 550
Y’all talkin’ bout’ chops, like [?]
Call Glizzy, he gon’ flock out the chop
Nigga ran rick like they runnin’ from cops
Back out this chop, I’ma let my shit flock (Gang)

this song is fr majestical and its not like just screaming

I finally found the song of hearing it on TikTok

I've had this on loop for 8 hours this Is absolutely fire

vigorous muderous goon

IS SO FIREEEEEEEE🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

cold

8tr3y from Bk GDK blixkyK but I gotta bend bacc every once and while ts hit 😭

5 5000000

PMV Mell my brothers name it
used to be

still hard

D hustler bodied this beat better than anyone

fire ny drill song i listend too

Is he dead

shi tuf

ain’t this the nigga that jumped out the window🤣

the Beat good for that kinda years

He has so much potential. Who is he?

“ the opps see me they start tucking they jewelry 😮‍💨 “

nostalgia

What happened to mell?

Why did they remove this from spotify 😭😭

This song came out 5 years ago

RIP PNV MELL

W

Pappy???

beat mad nostalgic

Spicy 😈🔥🔥🔥

i thought lee drilly made this😭😭😭

This song 🔥🔥🔥🔥

hollon this shit fye

Heavenly ahh tune

This song really make you wanna stop everything and get sturdy 🔥

Rip Mel

who still bumping this 2023 ?

You focused on beef, and I’m focused on chicken 💯🔥