[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil' n***a
I got 30 shots for a opp, lil' n***a
I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger
I'm in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol
Ran that check up, now these n***as' feelings hurt
Finger fuck the drac, that's how you make a chopper squirt
Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt
I be sippin' on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth
I got Codeine habbits
My hood bitch the baddest
Real thick bitch, she eat her cornbread and carrots
She like n***as that be trappin'
We don't do no cappin'
Trap jumpin' like gymnastics
And that chopper shooting [?]

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
I grew up fucking with blocks, reason I got all these watches
[?] me down from [?], I know half you hoes impostors
Bitch [?] doctor, ho quit acting like it's real
I might fuck her, I might not
That all depend on how I feel
But n***as steal
All this shit came from [?]
For the right price I might [?]
Still clutching on that [?]
Bitch fucking on my cousin
She like that ain't your brother
That might become her husband
Can't go out like no sucker
Fuck her
[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil' n***a (Lil' n***a)
I got 30 shots for a opp, lil' n***a (Lil' n***a)
I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger
I'm in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol
Ran that check up, now these n***as' feelings hurt
Finger fuck the drac, that's how you make a chopper squirt
Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt
I be sippin' on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth
I got Codeine habbits
My hood bitch the baddest
Real thick bitch, she eat her cornbread and carrots
She like n***as that be trappin'
We don't do no cappin'
Trap jumpin' like gymnastics
And that chopper shooting [?]

[Verse 2: Blacc Zacc]
I just got the drop from a thot, lil' n***a
She say you got that gwop, but you soft like a pillow
I'ma call up me a meeting, chop it up with my n***as
[?] bitch right there [?] but she hang with some hittas
I like all my bitches slimy
[?]
Work him till he blinded
Then help him go and find it
Put my n***as on a mission
[?] closet and the kitchen
[?] dishes
Now that's a clean chicken
[Chorus: Blacc Zacc]
I got 30 shots on the Glock, lil' n***a
I got 30 shots for a opp, lil' n***a
I been posted in the trap till my pockets got bigger
I'm in the spot counting gwop with a dirty ass pistol
Ran that check up, now these n***as' feelings hurt
Finger fuck the drac, that's how you make a chopper squirt
Had to clean the money, I got mines from the dirt
I be sippin' on syrup, like that shit was Butterworth
I got Codeine habbits
My hood bitch the baddest
Real thick bitch, she eat her cornbread and carrots
She like n***as that be trappin'
We don't do no cappin'
Trap jumpin' like gymnastics
And that chopper shooting [?]