[Intro]
Let it pop, let it pop for me
You get shot for free
You could die for cheap
Die for less, so you better not speak
Pull up in a 'Rari, or a Tonka, it don't matter B
Bitch, I feel like B
I'm in—

[Chorus]
Keep that Glock on me, I keep that Glock on me
Oh, solo, roll deep, she get thot on me
Top on me, and a lot on me
I get guap on me
Guap on me, I get guap on me
Keep that Glock on me
Let it pop, let it pop for me
You get shot for free
You could die for cheap
Die for less, so you better not speak
Pull up in a 'Rari, or a Tonka, it don't matter B
Bitch, I feel like B
I'm in New York, I'm chillin' with my b'

[Verse]
Saw him everywhеre, don't slip baby
Watch yo fuckin' step, you bettеr not slip, you better not trip baby
Lot of n***as try me but they try and get a dent baby
Pull up on yo bumper, can I dent it, can I hit it baby?
Yeah, don't you let these n***as try to tell you, you ain't shit
I see you, I see you look good, Like yo outfit
And I know you really quiet, you could fuck with me
I could treat you really great, have you feel lovely
Have you walkin' in them C shoes at Dior
Its a lot of shit that these n***as don’t got they can't speak for
Yeah, I could treat you like anything that you wanna be
Let me know if you wanna fuck with me, you can't front on me
I love you and I treat you like a princess
Yeah, I love exactly how you get the tip wet
Get my dick wet
I got bitches lickin' lips, this ain't no Trackhawks but I feel like I'm Dipset
I'm in New York with the b's, and the cop, they said "Freeze"
I'ma shoot 'em till he bleed
And bitch I bleed
I don't fear a fuck n***a cause he bleed, just like me
[Pre-Chorus]
Man, I go in the club, I never had to show ID
I don't get no pat downs, boy I keep that Glock on me

[Chorus]
Keep that Glock on me, I keep that Glock on me
Oh, solo, roll deep, she can thot on me
Top on me, and a lot on me
I get guap on me
Guap on me, I get guap on me
Keep that Glock on me
Let it pop, let it pop for me
You get shot for free
You could die for cheap
Die for less, so you better not speak
Pull up in a 'Rari, or a Tonka, it don't matter B
Bitch, I feel like B
I'm in New York, I'm chillin' with my b'