[Intro]
D-D-D-Div don't do it to 'em
Pow, pow, pow, pow
Let's go (Bitch)
Let's go
Hold on, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm finna up the score today, got a Glock-19
Had to throw it away (Bitch)
Everytime I get a check, gotta blow it that day
That bitch a nut, I'ma paint on her face
Growin' up ain't easy, had the harder way
Now I'm out here ballin' like Hardaway
Look up on the roof, see the stars in the Wraith
Move hundred racks, made it all in a day

[Verse]
Glock-26 up the murder rate
She suck on that dick I ain't go on no dates
Lookin' hindu with a beam on his face
Top 10, number one, bitch I'm the ace
Checkin' ID's, I ain't catchin' no case
How you a plug, yeah, you movin' no weight
I need to know, I ain't got time to wait
Bitch, let's go
And that chopper got luxury, get yo ass [?]
Came with that MAC, I ain't talkin' computers
Kicked out of school, I was fuckin' my tutors
Spit on that block, air it out like the Uber
You was a lame, you a goofy like Gooba
Pushin' them foreigns, you pushin' up scooters
Fuckin' that bitch, pussy wet like the Hoover, uh, yeah
And I put titties on the Glock like double D's
And it's filled with hollows, don't fuck with me
I had a lil' one, now she stuck to me
Now she got her and her best friends suckin' me
I know that I know who you wanna be
Uber outside, come suck it and leave
Two twin Glocks and they both got a beam
Two twin thots and they both for the team
Pop out on the opps, got them shittin' themselves
Can't even sleep, unless the Glock in the shell
Got me some runners, like Santa's lil' elves
Call me the devil, I'm givin' 'em hell
You got that work but you can't even sell
You gon' run down on 'em but you finna tell
.38 specialist, can't see the shells (Bitch)
Gas so loud that you can't even smell (Bitch)