[Chorus]
Hmm, Im tryna get them hunnid before I'm 19
N***a playin with the mob you get ate like ice cream
Put a silencer on a Glock bitch I need it
Put a silencer on the stick now they can't see (Hrtrdd, gang, hmm)
We shoot at that n***a till it no heart beat
Ol goofy ah n***a ain't no love in these streets
Wanna hop bout it G gon slide In the creek
Won't come to that block up that Glock stomp a n***a like cleats
Band gang B I had just juggin this n***a he hit the backdoor we on feet
Don't trust me n***a just know
Everywhere I go n***as know me
Back then n***a you use to laugh at lil glokk E.T
Will pull out that Glock [?]
Pull up to the dam block shit deep
Broken in a opp how we just hitting that fuck n***a with Johnny keefe
N***a put cha got damn momma in danger
Know they told his ass don't talk to a stranger
Look at this Glock when I bend different angles
I put a hole in his damn belly just like a damn bangle
N***a think he gone stick his finger, n***as shooting off his fingers
They was talking crazy on the got damn gram
Tryna spin that block leave em fatal
Hmm, yo bitch a video vixen i got her on cam
She sucking my dick I'm like "bih got damn"
Shoot em in his leg got cramp
Call my [?] on my facetime [?]
Told that pussy i'on make time we just gone catch ya ass up in that [?]
Cut that boy in the one way in the gun line
We gone shoot at that boy make em scram
If somebody reach for me I'ma shoot off they hand
Just the rob the fuck n***a this shit wasn't planned
And you say you killer n***a stop that cappin
Will leave dead flies like Michael Jackson
Will pull out that Glock n***a fuck his reaction
On Babylife shit n***a pull up with the mob n***a and the white flaggin
[?]
We gone take his shit have them guns in the attic
Ill die bout my sister n***a keep playin with my family I kill a fuck n***a bout brendy
N***a Ill kill a fuck n***a bout brendy
N***a keep playin end up like sandy
Kill that boy to give a fuck bout his daddy
N***a hop out the jeep [?]
Switch on the Glock this mothafucka magic
Caught that boy lackin that fuck n***a ratted
We pull up to the spot that boy dropped his addy
Gimmie some ink I go and go tat it
N***a don't went in the trap with a Smitty
The 2 twin Glocks on me look like madden
Hmm, [?] 1 stop shop
N***a I got the xanz n***a come shop
[?]
On God I ain goin I'ma still off this wock
Fuck boy I had a shank in my sock
And all you [?] getting blocked
Huh, n***a they took the plastic Glock like water bottle
This a babylife we fucking different models
Pop out with lil [?] like I'm tony parker
Up the Glock on them I'm [?]
300 blackout n***as ain't talkin bout [?]
Wanna beef with the mob then you gotta go harder
N***a wanna fight me cause I'm fuckin his daughter
I protect the gang like a 4k art
Glock gotta mind of its own man this mothafucka smarter