Glock 21

[Intro]
Bitch ass n***as
Fuck yall
It's YTB 30, n***a
Glock 21 bitch


[Verse 1]
For yall bitch ass n***as who wanna keep on talking shit
Middle finger to the hoes
I'm out here grindin' while yall pussy n***as out here hating
Big 21 in this bitch
You the weakest link fuck Javo and his fuck ass crew
Okay, let's get down to the facts, pussy, I'm dripped in red (Okay)
Don't let this rap shit fool you, n***as get ripped to shreds (Get back) Javo talkin' like he a thug, n***a, you a bitch with dreads (You a bitch)
Can't wait to see the day that you back up all of that shit you said (You on)
What's all that boss shit you talkin'? You ain't no huncho, n***a (You ain't no huncho)
You the weakest link out of your clique, let's keep it a hundo, n***a (One hundred)
You fucked my ex-ho, that's cool, I don't give no fuck, lil' n***a (Still a bitch)
'Cause I fucked your ex when you were still with her, bitch, I'm up, lil' n***a (I'm up)
They say revenge is sweet (Revenge is sweet, yeah), now think about that shit
I'm a tickin' bomb on the detonator (Yeah, yeah)
I shit on n***as, I'm a defecator (Yeah, yeah)
I'll put a BOH on a ventilator (Yeah, brr, what?)
Stop talkin' 'bout beatin' girls, you was beatin' bitches on the elevator
We seen the tapes, that's devastatin' (Brr, baow, baow)
You doin' bad, you a bitch and your music trash (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Glock 21 with a extended clip
Turn you n***as into angels, n***a
God having a party with yall dead n***as
I'm smoking all yo dead homies, n***a
This Glock 21 left them dead, n***a
I ain't no weak link
Bitch you the weakest link
But this Glock 21 gon make your ass dead, n***a

[Verse 2]
Quit tryin' to be tough, you ain't like that, why you keep showin' off? (Uh)
Quit talkin' 'bout drugs, you the only pack that I've been smokin' on (Woah)
I just hit my plug, told him, "Come back, I'ma need more than one" (Come on)
Your last album was a weed tray, just some bullshit that we roll up on (Brrah, baow, baow, baow)
You know it's on, put you to bed, night, night, that's Sudafed (Yeah)
Show me that I'm tender, bitch, time to prove what you just said (Boy)
R.I.P. KJ, he the only real one that got true respect
Crazy how when he died, everybody really wished it was you instead (Oh shit, brrah)
"You trippin', 30, don't say that, don't lose your head" (Damn)
You done turned the big bad wolf on, these fuck n***as never knew revenge (Woo)
This what happens when a fuck n***a push a real n***a out to the edge (Yeah)
This what happens when a dumb n***a get fame and it get to his head (Yeah)
You gon' kiss this ring, n***a
Big "fuck you" from my middle finger (Yeah)
I'll tattoo my trigger finger (Yeah)
Bring real beef to your dinner table (Brrah, baow)
My mental state ain't never stable, I know this shit gon' sting, n***a (Grrah)
I'll run your ass through the wringer, n***a
You just got bodied by a gansta' n***a, bitch
[Chorus]
Glock 21 with a extended clip
Turn you n***as into angels, n***a
God having a party with yall dead n***as
I'm smoking all yo dead homies, n***a
This Glock 21 left them dead, n***a
I ain't no weak link
Bitch you the weakest link
But this Glock 21 gon make your ass dead, n***a