Bee, bee
4X, 4 way, you get this shit the Glo way
4X
4X, uh, uh
Free Glo
Free Curry
DJ Lil Sprite on the track
Uh, uh
I'm the one and I shoot like Lou Will (Score)
I'm bleedin', like they cut off my fingers
Conceited, I like countin' blue bills (Cash)
That lil' nigga bald like Lil' Bill (Ball)
Say you a killer, we don't know who you is (Uh-uh)
He touchin' that fire in real life he won't shoot shit (The fuck)
Freaky, I might just pull up with a new bitch (Uh-uh)
Like I got a fever, I'm too sick (Hot)
I'm bussin' (Bussin'), she rollin' (Ooh)
Off this Perc', we gon' fuck 'til the morning (Ooh)
I got her runnin' and moanin', from the dick
Come here, lil' ho, where you goin'? (Come here)
She cold, I'm icy (Ice)
I came in this bitch, it start snowing (Huh)
Nigga claim he don't like me, he wan' be just like me
Act like a opp, he a fan I know it (Ha)
They wanna see me fall (Uh)
Dick in the dirt, they won't knock me off (Uh-uh)
Before that I'ma kill 'em all
I drop, I drop a bag and get rid of y'all (Hey, bitch get 'em outta here)
That bitch wanna fuck me raw (Thot, thot)
Put my hand up her skirt when she top me off
We rockin' with Glocks like it's Mardi Gras
Nigga think with yo head 'fore we saw it off
She sucked the dick 'til her jaws locked (Uh, uh)
You would've thought she was on molly rock
Wan' fuck me? Better look like a Barbie doll
I had to cut some niggas off 'cause they wasn't ready when gangsta shit start poppin' off
Bitch, you know I'm dope like fentanyl
My lil' niggas lift up then let him off
Anyone who an opp, I pray for y'all (Boom)
Open fire with this Glock, and spray all of y'all (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'm the one and I shoot like Lou Will (Score)
I'm bleedin', like they cut off my fingers
Conceited, I like countin' blue bills (Cash)
That lil' nigga bald like Lil' Bill (Ball)
Say you a killer, we don't know who you is (Uh-uh)
He touchin' that fire in real life he won't shoot shit (The fuck)
Freaky, I might just pull up with a new bitch (Uh-uh)
Like I got a fever, I'm too sick (Hot)
Ayy, bitch, I love countin' blue bills (Racks)
She a freak, she just swallowed the blue pill (Freak)
She wanna fuck on the guys, she like, "Yo crew lit"
We push up out of the bed hoppin' out in some new shit (Skrr)
Like DJ drop my new shit (The latest)
The youngin' be draped in the new shit (Hey)
My old ho ain't got shit on my new bitch (Uh-uh)
I catch an opp, I gotta get me a new stick (Fuck, fuck)
Pull up with this Mac, who you with? (Who you with?)
They knockin' you off and who you with (Come here)
You know I got that Nike, just do it (Check)
No advance, bitch, I been ran through it (Uh-uh)
I'm the man these lil' niggas influenced
Hundred grand in a month I blew it (On gang)
Pay you late, you stank manure, sewer
Time 'fore time what the fuck was he doing? (Ha)
Bitch, I came up from the cement (Uh)
She tryna catch my semen (Thot, thot)
Ho tryna kill my kids
I'm tryna make the opps meet the reaper
God on my side but I be with demons
Fuck the stack 2020 I might get a Demon
Bitch, I'm blowin' racks at Neiman's (Racks)
My lil' niggas blow opps for no reason
Oh, we wet shit and stretch shit
We tryna send shots not a message (Fuck)
Keep this Glock, bitch, I'm very protected
Me and my bodyguard getting active together (No cap)
Bitch play and we step on whoever (On gang)
Who want it, nobody, who better than Stunna? (Whole time)
Lil' 4X, bitch, I seen several of them
You lil' niggas need to get it together
Stupid
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