Yeah
Glock with a fully (Yeah)
Glock with a fully, don't get toe tagged
Got a good bitch, but I can't lie, I need my ho back
Niggas out to get me, keep it on me so I don't lack
Claim that you a boy, already hoed you with your ho ass
How is you a boy? You already got your asshole
Flexin' twenty piece on a bitch, I'm an asshole
I'm a skinny nigga, yes sir, but the cash swole
Beat it up, beat the pussy up, leave the cat swole
Ten bands in all dubs, that ain't shit to me
Bitch, I got a thousand all blues, that shit Crip money
Bitch thought I'd pay her for a nut, she a big dummy
I'll fuck around and crash out, let it get to me
Bands, bands, pretty bands, bands, all I care about
Say that nigga did what? Fuck it, air him out
Oh, I remember they ain't give a fuck, now they care now
Nigga fuckin' with the other side, ain't gon' spare you, clown
Everybody got a stick, but we play hockey
Bitch say she want the dick from me, run that pape' by me
My OG been flamed up, he on his eighth body
Fuck around and turn the beam on if I can't spot him
I gave my all to the bitch and she faked on me
Braggin' 'bout that lil' ten piece, that shit play money
They don't wanna see your baby win, niggas hatin' on me
Would've thought it was my birthday all this cake on me
Yeah, ha, SOB, bitch
I ain't fuck that bitch in seven days, she a weak bitch
I'm the type of nigga play it dumb, but I peep shit
Say you want to do what to me? It's a fee, bitch
Yeah, ha, bitch, I'm on gang time
Closest nigga to me turn a rat, I'ma hang mine
I don't give a fuck 'bout that bitch, bro, she ain't mine
Me and Ben Frank locked in, got a great bond
When that fully get the t-t-t, t-t-t-toot
Ain't even go nowhere, it's comin', what the fuck you finna do?
You gotta catch a nigga out, you wanna get me in the mood
And the flow so sick, I need some chicken noodle soup
Young wild nigga, I'ma rep this shit 'til I'm eighty
Think I need a straight suit, I'm in the booth goin' crazy
In the club too deep, just me and Slim, that nigga shady
Bitch, you keep fuckin' me like that, then you gon' have a nigga baby
Put extension on a Glock, this shit longer than your bitch hair
This is not that lil' ass rope, this is the big carats
Talkin' 'bout that you gon' catch me slippin', nigga, slip where?
They like, "You don't wanna take it there," I already went there, nigga
Ayy, on the gang, nigga
Ayy, ayy, you know where I hang, nigga
Ayy, ayy, you know what I bang, nigga
You know what I claim, nigga, SOB the gang, nigga, bitch
Ha, on the gang, nigga
Ayy, ayy, you know where we hang, nigga
Ayy, ayy, you know what I bang, nigga, you know what I claim, nigga, SOB the gang, nigga, bitch
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