[Hook: ClustaBusta]

I got the Glock

He got the Glock

She got the Glock

We got the Glock

Im on the block

Sippin that wock

Grind everyday

Neva gone stop

Till im on top

Always on go

Niggas gone fold

Stories untold

Pull up on you pistol right to the dome

Red dot now you wanna go home (x2)

[Verse 1: ClustaBusta]

Slidin on the block put the gun to his temple

Rockin with Glock pop em like A fuckin pimple

TYB Yo dame then return her like rental

I just got some sousce

I think that dame need A dental

I heard that dame crazy aaw

She A Loop-A-Mental

Snap in on this shit call it fuckin snap-a-mental

I’m tired of these hoes

All they wear Is fuckin frontal

Who is Peso Who Is Peso I’m taking all his hunchos

(x2)Niggas Tryna Get Dey Bread Up

Why The Fuck These Bitches Setups

Niggas Tired Of Gettin Rope

Now A Nigga Fuckin Fed Up

CBW Yeah You Better Fuck With Us

Tryna Make It Top And Live It Up

[Hook: ClustaBusta]

I got the Glock

He got the Glock

She got the Glock

We got the Glock

Im on the block

Sippin that wock

Grind everyday

Neva gone stop

Till im on top

Always on go

Niggas gone fold

Stories untold

Pull up on you pistol right to the dome

Red dot now wanna go home (x2)

[Verse 2: Lor Bug]

Bad bitch let me grab that

Pussy good gave me heart attack

With my nigga cb on the track

Rapping all these bars i make it stack

On the scene im the stunnerman

Big D im the letterman

Pull up thats 9-eleven

Holy weed like im the reverend

Bullets to the face call me kane

Ima loner walking in the rain

Split the xan so i split the pain

See my vision clear window pane

Now im on to better things

Froyo on my pinky ring

Stole yo hoe she gone scream

Red light thats triple beam

Down in a ditch

You and yo click

Said you got sticks

I got the sticks

Pass it like vic

Taking big hits

Flick up the bic

Im with the shits

You ain't no shit

I throw a fit

If its bout bricks

Yours counterfeit

Yours counterfeit

Yours counterfeit

Yours counterfeit