[Intro]
(Even though I did say that shit, why didn't n***as cut me off whenever I said that shit)
(Five n***a)
(Gang n***a)

[Verse]
We got Glocks, n***a, in his home (We got Glocks in his home)
N***as, yo’ ass a rat, don't hit my phone
We got hunnid round drums, gon' hit yo’ dome, n***a
And you not gang, you can't come to this zone
And I don't wanna rap, n***a, leave me 'lone
I just wanted the bread, I don't wanna be known (I don't wanna be known n***a)
I just want the bread, n***a, fuck a bad bitch
We got Glock twenty-one, we not savage
Green on me, cabbage
Glock, you can have it
All my life been surrounded by some coins n***a
We gon' shit on n***as, we eat prunes n***a (Fuck n***a)
Yeah, that shit fucked up my life (Yeah)
[?] came out with a knife
I don't want no wife n***a
You say you smoke then it’s on sight
And I got outta the jail so I gotta do right
And the four four the gang, man, we trap day and night (Man, the four four the gang)
And I shoot with the stick, give a fuck ’bout my height
And then the n***a talk tough, got a Glock with a light
Oh, we can put the Glock down then we can fight
Fuck n***a, yeah