[Intro]
Whoa, you so pussy, y'all so pussy, we ain't stuntin'
(On The Way)

[Verse]
Whoa, yeah, yeah, mobb
What's yo' choice, you want that pressure?
Be on 10, n***a, I'm gon' kill the one who sent that message
Just caught that n***a talkin' crazy on the gram, that give me leverage
His bitch got good head, she suck my dick and drink my nut like beverage
Put a .30 on a Glock 19, and I call that hoe the devil
Huh, I ain't gotta say nun' to these pussy ass n***as, my momma even know I'm a rebel
You ain't doin' this shit, n***as not even on the same level
Glock hittin' shit just like Aaron Smeltzer

[Verse 2]
Yah, get that feeling, go do killin's, i get wicked, with that glizzy
Stock so bad, kickback so filthy
Fuck that boy, kickback, go drill him
Know that bitch mad that it's switchin'
Should of known when I was locked up, she was fuckin' up my head and I can't feel it
Whoa told me he caught another damn hat and I got jiggy
I don't pick and choose the opps, if we gon' whack one, let's go get 'em
Whoa said he want this hat this time, then n***a, I'an trippin'
I'm just sayin', boy, get back next time, this muhfucka hit so deadly
I ain't playin' with these n***as, I shoot this Glock, and I'm not lucky
Got this mac on me, this metal arm, that boy call me Lil' Bucky
I get mad when they treat me like a ragdoll, I cut they face like Chucky
N***a playin' with BL, his ass gon' die, I kill a n***a, he talkin' 'bout stuffy'
She jus' wanna smoke my joy, this bitch a junkie
4 man down, swish cheese, they call hoe "Smell, fungus'
They try Lil' Glokk, bitch i'm gon' pop, I ain't playin', Bitch, I'm top bunkie
Put a hole in his stomach, like a donut, ain't talkin' 'bout Dunkin'
[Verse 3]
I get swifty with this glizzy, I be actin' up
I ain' gon' lie, sometimes I really don't give a fuck
I get by, just to get high, fell in love with drugs
Look at this size of this Glock .40, bitch I won't knuckle up
Huh, smack that bitch with my dick, I told the bitch "Pucker up"
You ain't got no stamp, or if you ain't SRT, fuck boy, you can't hang with us
Don't fuck with us 'cause they pussy, and they know Lil' Glokk so dangerous
I be dolo with a big stick in my bag, n***a won't go for nun'
I get ratchet when I pop out, I was locked up for six months
Bitch, I'm psyched out, and I'm throwed, he play with me, I bust him up
I'ma rich young bastard, bitch, these Chrome Heart cut's
All my feelings in my nut's, I put my dick all in her guts
It's Egyptian serial codes on this blick, for King Tut
I up this Glock on this bitch, too, boy, I don't give no fuck
Talm 'bout the Mobb, I do that job, he talm 'bout he throwed, that bih get cut
All these hoes, they all fanned out, and be fuckin', these hoes some sluts