[Intro]
Whoa, Kenny!

[Chorus]
Take my Glock to Shell (Shell)
Lace my loc's with shells (Shells)
Take my walk through Hell (Hell)
Takin' my dawg as well (Yeah)
N***a, what's happenin'?
Can't call it, can't tell (Tell)
Chasin' that guap like tails (Brra)
Givin' that game for free (Free)
But I got swag for sale (Sale)
I got my holster filled (Filled)
Gang, say you on go for real
Hundred percent (Brra), hundred percent (Brra)
Hundred percent, caught me countin' up hundreds again


[Verse]
Caught me countin' up hundreds again
N***a better not try onein' my twin
I ain't no tough guy, I'm on my zen
But I ain't no punk, I handle my biz'
Ridin' with Wopo, Scottie, and Zеn
Open up the car door, empty out thе guts
Swear to God, hoe, puppy got wings like Cardo
Cargo drawers hold one of my clips
Real zap on one of my wrists
Real pack, don't run up on this
Real raps, I wrote it, I lived it
It's zero cap, I quote it, I meant it
Keep my mind on cash for real
Link with my n***as in Adamsville
Heard my boy say, "The city at war, n***a
Keep that stick in yo' hand, for real"
[Chorus]
Take my Glock to Shell (Shell)
Lace my loc's with shells (Shells)
Take my walk through Hell (Hell)
Takin' my dawg as well (Yeah)
N***a, what's happenin'?
Can't call it, can't tell (Tell)
Chasin' that guap like tails (Brra)
Givin' that game for free (Free)
But I got swag for sale (Sale)
I got my holster filled (Filled)
Gang, say you on go for real
Hundred percent (Brra), hundred percent (Brra)
Hundred percent, caught me countin' up hundreds again