[Chorus: 870glizzy]
Aye, brand new Glock
Gotta break it in
Ian goin' if I can't take it in
Forever stand tall on all 10
I be lifting iron, n***a, fuck the gym
Aye, my pockets, they were low
Now they steady getting fat
He said fuck the bros, now there ain't no going back
Look where he at
Am I smoking thrax?
Nah, this a pack
They gon' put a diss out just to see if I react
Call my shooter Dante if that presses, he react
I think my Blicky banging blood
When it talk then it gon' blatt

[Verse 1: 870glizzy]
Aye, gang and nem pull up with choppas
Aim at his matta, let at 'em sing like the Opera
He want a featurе but what is your offer?
Oh, you broke n***a, don't evеn bother
I cannot fuck with nobody that sit on they ass
And be begging for free shit
Gotta go spend money just to get money
Used to be bummy
Now I really, really gettin' into it
Get rap money
Cuzzo used to really, really do it
Get trap money
Pockets obese I be gettin' to fat money
Racks be that never again 'cause I wrap money
The only bad money be incorrect money
No Berleezy but please take it easy
We put you on TV
These diamonds be water like Fiji
Yeah, I shootin' a tec at these fuck n***as
Bullets be coming in 3D
Whenever I be thinking about going back broke
Boy, that shit gets me queasy
I'm sparking it up like a lighter
Lo Wheezy
Tryna run up a M like the logo on the brother of Luigi
[Chorus: 870glizzy]
Aye, brand new Glock
Gotta break it in
Ian goin' if I can't take it in
Forever stand tall on all 10
I be lifting iron, n***a, fuck the gym
Aye, my pockets, they were low
Now they steady getting fat
He said fuck the bros, now there ain't no going back
Look where he at
Am I smoking thrax?
Nah, this a pack
They gon' put a diss out just to see if I react
Call my shooter Dante if that presses, he react
I think my Blicky banging blood
When it talk then it gon' blatt

[Verse 2: 721gusto]
I keep 6 4's
Nintendo make 'em switch up and my wrist tucked
'Cause a couple n***as moving like they dissed us
You missed us
Last time I missed was a time that don't exist
You in the past tense
Next time you talk get cropped up like a pic
N***a, ya sick
N***a, ya mad
N***a it's sad the competition beat 'em
N***a, ya wack
All on my sack
Call me Medusa, competition freeze 'em
You is a bitch
N***as is sad talkin' about money they ain't even seeing
N***a get smacked
Get hit with the MAC
Losing his teeth if I catch a n***a cheesing, uh
I think yo' Blicky reppin' Shaq
You shootin' bricks, boy
N***as don't got opps, they dissin' shit that don't exist, boy
[Chorus: 870glizzy]
Aye, brand new Glock
Gotta break it in
Ian goin' if I can't take it in
Forever stand tall on all 10
I be lifting iron, n***a, fuck the gym
Aye, my pockets, they were low
Now they steady getting fat
He said fuck the bros, now there ain't no going back
Am I smoking thrax?
Nah, this a pack
They gon' put a diss out just to see if I react
Call my shooter Dante if that presses, he react
I think my Blicky banging blood
When it talk then it gon' blatt