[Intro: Glokk40Spaz]
I-i-its DJ GREN8DE
Hm, hm, hmm, hmm, hmm
Hmm, yeah
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[Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz]
Band gang we be ready to slide on 'em
If you talk to police then you know he a goner
I'm a real deal shooter we don't know yo persona
Locked in rice street Ian think I would come home
Told em fuck twelve n***a just leave me alone
You don't tote fye n***a, you gon' go like a hoe
I'm spraying the Glock 19 light the window
I was left in the rain I ain't got no kinfoe
Free King 30 n***a you know he big Loc, hm
You go out bad we wash em out just like some soap
I wan' match the stick with the moncler coat
I'm a real vampire ion wanna be no goat
We ain goin for none give a fuck what you tote
And this babylife shit [?]
For this Mobb shit, y' know I'm on go
I do the dash on a cop and they call me Roscoe
Baby im tryna fuck on the first day Ion want you to feel like a hoe
Yall boys got the silver spoon, I use to really be poor
My partna he whippin that bitch so hard that n***a might break his elbow
I made it out of that shit, man fuck that dope hole
How the fuck you gon' kill me, bitch I'm the OSO?
[Verse 2]
I been contemplating, thinking bout you
I really rather be without you
If I bust this nut then I'm pulling out you
Blown that boy straight up call it kamikaze
Just like im John Hannah can't be round no Rockies
The state can't indict me cause I ain't do nothin
I want smoke with yo gang n***a we ain duckin
I can't trust you' y'all boys up to something, hrrtl
Bit' you be fuckin, I never thought about loving you
If anything baby I'll think about juggin' you
You want the smoke with who?
Kel got that draco, hell nah we ain't stuntin' you
Plot on that bitch ass n***a for a month or two
Tryna keep my feet up but I can't get comfortable
If y'all n***as try to act wild we start hunting you
GF' n***a, I'm 10 letters
Do not disrespect you get wet up
My n***as they wanted for thuggin come get us
Now he just be snitching on God we gon' face em
On God I'ma kill yo ass
Pop out the G30 it shoot like the blazers
Why the fuck you do me like that?
Mask the fuck up and get right like Im Jason
Fuck Y.N, I might just go bless em
Fuck all that shit' that you saying if you ain speakin 10 letters
And I'm catching my mans I guess you can call me a real go getter
I beat the French outta a n***a, call me David Guetta
Bad bit' with me look like Halle Berry
And these n***as be bitches just like Tyler Perry
I took the bitch on a cruise like im Terry─
[Verse: Duwap Kaine]
Took that bitch on a cruise just like I was Terry
BabyLife ain't thinking bout gettin married
Sneak out the house with that Glock like im Perry
Pull up in that foreign, very necessary
Anybody play wrong' get buried
Balenci' with the louis, we ain't rockin Burberry
Look in my face, bitch' I'm not carin
Draco name plankton that Glock Karen
Band gang we be ready to slide on em (Bandgang, n***a)
You n***as be broke, don't know what's in my soda
RSG so we knocking you over
Slime his ass out' I'm with my cobras
She think she up one, I give that bitch the cold shoulder
Glock got him moving, yeah his hips and his shoulders
Opp said we was hoes, yeah that's what they told us
Till I roll down yo block and give you a notice
Till I roll down yo block its unlimited blowin
Rock designer shit every day like I sewed' it
Count up cheese everyday cause I wanted
Rundown a opp block leave it haunted
See 12, turn into Sonic
Baby girl take off that bonnet
And give me head to you vomit (Gimme head, yeah)
N***a slime me I'm in
N***a try me then i─ (Promise)
I feel like future a lil bit' cause I'm just being Honest'
Im In the trap whippin dope in the pot'
Smokin with us cause they know we the ones that be hot
Jugged ya mans, jugged now I Skrrt ya mans right off that lot
I be sad everyday cause my n***as on lock
I done lost my n***as, I don't lost a lot
Ion gotta act like some that I'm not
Ion gotta fuck on every thot
Ion gotta pull up to every block
I don't gotta buy every fuckin Glock
Promise that I gotta n***a, get ya shooter shot
Bad ass-bitch' and she got the WAP
Took that bitch down, now she can't even walk , took my bitch phone she can't even talk
Pop a Oxy, an Incredible hulk
Hol on, lemme switch that flow
I'ma ina lamb, you in a Volkswagen tho
Bad bitch wanna shake her lil wagon-oh
Serve that lil boy a reginald (Serve that lil boy a reginald)
You with me, you better not be telling hoe
Don't try to turn me to a felon hoe
BandGang we be ready to slide on em (get his ass, gun em down)
Can't talk to these n***as, these n***as be phony
Was a bad idea when you ran up on me
I grew up thinking I was tony
BandGang RSG, you can't clone us
Real RSG you can't clone me
On the gang, bitch I ride for the homies
[Outro: Duwap Kaine]
Get right gang, n***a don't run up on me