[Intro: KA$HDAMI]
(I would be there I could be— it's not cap, I swear)
Fbee
(Fuck)

[Verse 1: KA$HDAMI]
My n***as tryna hop out that van
I'm watchin' for opps everywhere that I am
[?] with my bitch, I'm tapped in with the [?]
With that shit that you jackin', it's foo, needa disband
Walk in the club and I don't need a wristband
Plane just hit, I'ma make me a quick band
Damioso on a lick, it's a masterplan
Switch on the Glock, get to poppin' like frying pan
Bitch, I'm post up on that avenue
Got a Jewish plug and he stay out in Malibu
Boy, you only gon' shoot if you have to shoot
One phone call, I send some bullets after you
If you don't wipe your nose then I can't interact with you
Bitch, you keep talkin' shit and yo' name gon' be [?]
I'm finna drop this ho 'cause she keep givin' attitude
I'm on the frontline and I'm totin' my GAT too

[Verse 2: baby evil]
Bitch, you know what the fuck goin' on, n***a, big 5
(That's them!)
Just brought a Glock wit' a beam in this bitch
You can't gеt in the ride if you don't got a switch
Throw the work off, n***a, I gotta pitch
Cap in yo' rap, n***a, you got mе sick
Call Smoke, he pop out with a Glick
Seven clips, now I feel like Mike Vick
Thought he had Wock' but he got his ass Tris
Too many Glocks in the 5% tint
Thought he had Percs but I gave his ass mints
Rap n***a, I do not read no comments
I shoot at the crowd, n***a, ladies and gents (Hrrt)
But them n***as shouldn't've been lackin'
Bitch, I'm on the block, n***a, pistol-packin'
You not from that hood, what the fuck is you jackin'?
[Verse 3: Glokk40Spaz & baby evil]
Mm, BL (Young n***a, what the fuck is you jackin'?)
(Hrrt)
BL, yeah
Bitch, I'm gettin' that vibe that you wanna hang with a BabyLife vamp
Bitch, don't try this damn exotic, bitch, you know I'm smokin' top-shelf
On B-Whoa, stop it, bitch
You know that I shoot the Glock better than anyone else (No cap)
Why these pussy-ass n***as wan' be BL?
Caught my opp in traffic, shot at his ass, that boy stale
Bitch said, "B-Whoa, you trippin'"
Bitch, look in my eyes and tell me if I care
Up yo' fire, I'm lookin' at ya, boy I double-date
Rip the plug off just like a old sweater
Shooter flip shit, he got a beer belly
12 wanna lock the damn gang up, they find paraphernalia
Don't play wit' this mob shit, I'm tellin' ya
Hmm, that hyping ya gang up talkin' 'bout ya got guns, bitch, barely, huh
Switch up the car and make that boy shit, just like that boy can't eat dairy (Huh)
Caught my opp lackin', I let that bitch rip, n***a, all my opps scary
I'll need DK and the AK on the expressway
That's my bitch, fuck n***a, she the bae
Servin' combos, shot, Chick-fil-A
Mm, bitch, you can fuck some of 'em
I don't do the date
They don't want sum' with the mob, everybody straight (No cap)
On BabyLife shit, Lil EBG take that Glock on a playdate
Ain't gon' lie, I can't trip
We ain't catch him but his man got flipped
I ain't gon' lie, if I gotta catch his man, huh
I gotta catch my mans and shoot him
All my opps some bitches, they call me a simp
I get mad, I bring that stick
I'm a vampire but I go apeshit
On the run with a suit, BL Spazwick
All these bitch ass n***as get ate like soup
Drawin' balls out that coupe
I'm on house arrest, lil' Glokk ain't gotta do shit, I just call up my troop (Lil' Glokk, lil' Glokk)