Intro:
Gang
What's glokkin & knittin
With the volt pumping
Wit ya
N***a talkin bout watts poppin
N***a I say whats good lookin' n***a
Lil glokk40 nih, yuh

Bitch I'm lil glokk40
& I smile when I sew
On my John Wick shift
Graph my stick
And my suit
Scoop the pressure out the backend
Need to throw it out the roof
Work wit alliance off the bat
& Ship it in the parachute
Judge sent me to the swoop
& Hit lil 4D with the boot
Pull them glokks out
N***a we sum real deal troops
I went back to my hood
Took me back to my roots
Say you finna wrap spaz
N***a who do volts & sew
Cause the drac in my hand
Wit your water dew
We got glokks in our hanes
Wit your water dew
Knittin' sewed in
After trapped
Sew it black foo
You don't wanna be the n***a that got
Propped too
Bring the arms, offer we can make a statue
Volt these instance
Hitting drills
Showin' tapped tools
Man that's how these boots and
Niches getting clothed foo
Foe that knitting got in by lil glokk goon!
N***a', thinking I'm a crazy dummy
Til I graph in
And I really was trapped in the back of the partments'
Kilo passed over the fye
I said ready to pop this?
& Them volts wanted to higher
Cause I'm yelling out "thy assist"
I'm a 18-10 hunnid baby
I never deny shit
Gotta volt in with lil 4D
Like hitting a could heal Swiss
Keep a 3RD D on my hip
I ain't ever reverse shit
Ran up with the knitting pack
Front door high
If them niches in my hood
Then you know that the biddings
Drawed in
If a n***a want sum smoke
Better tell them n***a
Whats gon' offering
And she knowing that lil 4D get paper
Shawty be wrapping
Yea I got runtz
I'm the plug
In the boots and nickel
King, column
Me and kilo in the trenches
Was servin
Width
Carl Hopkins
Drilling fye
Selling pistol
Then I axis grift
& Shipped it
Did the jobs
Hit my half
With that graph, at auto
Yea I do them volts & niche
Down back
If I call EBG on yo ahh
Know the whole
Damn, gang gone spaz
1-800 really pull them sticks out
Gra- GRA
Then the hierarchy gon graph
Graph the pistol gift that shit
To my mama
Don't nobody
Come around when eighteen- hunnid
Got trebles
Me and velly got our sticks up
Jus like Isayama
Shawty thought I wasn't crip
Cause I was hanging with *******
Bruh them boots & nickel
Took me deaf or alive
On the block with them
Could heal em
I don't ever go in silent
Widen length
Think it through
Hit that knitting
With that square
GL4 Spaz
I'ma Die for mine
And I been out doing trials
Fore I learned my gang signs
This a 3RD D GAIN
N***a
You better choose the right side
When we pull them glokks out
Pass that fye knocked out
They like baking life
I get them boots & knittings
Knit out
Half them eighteen-hunnid babies
Hall wood in yo mama house
Karbon 5th D, with a trim
We really pull them sticks out
Ran up with dat
Linen Monday
Then
That n***a flicked us
If we in it then I gain
Get through knittin
Graph out
Run up 7 or 11
Til I get my chips out
Til I get all of my money then the gang
Dip out!
Yuh spaz
Gang, volt what he talm bout n***a!
Dun, dun,dun, dun
Ya, ya, spaz
Dun, dun, dun