[Intro]

G-L-O-C-K

The fuck

Aye

Glock

[Chorus]

Aye

My attitude like Kanye

But I dress like Fab

Got blue cheese in my pocket

Wrapped in rubber bands

Choppas on yo block

Paper route, Taliband

Ooo, there go Glock

Yeah, yo bitch been a fan

I call the shots

I got my man

They seen the Glock

The nigga ran

I be fresh as fuck

Couple bands on my swag

They like Glock, you next up

I’m like shit, I never ran

[Verse 1]

Pull on yo block, Afghanistan

Thumb through these knots

It hurt my hand

Broke my leg

Ran up a bag

This Glock and these racks why I sag

You play, you get popped like a tag

My niggas, they ridin like Cavs

Way too much sauce, I’m like Fab

And my lil bitch a Kardashian

Hop in the foreign, I’m smashin

In the foreign, she let me smash it

And I’m ballin with no basket

My niggas robbin like baskin

Street nigga

I rock that high fashion

I don’t dab but my diamonds dance

[Chorus]

Aye

My attitude like Kanye

But I dress like Fab

Got blue cheese in my pocket

Wrapped in rubber bands

Choppas on yo block

Paper route, Taliband

Ooo, there go Glock

Yeah, yo bitch been a fan

I call the shots

I got my man

They seen the Glock

The nigga ran

I be fresh as fuck

Couple bands on my swag

They like Glock, you next up

I’m like shit, I never ran

[Verse 2]

I broke the bank chasin blue faces

Cut the check cause I’m killin like Jason

My niggas, they ain’t got no patience

My niggas, they turn you to patients

Choppas on our sprinter bus

Choppas, sprint off, we gone bust

Servin them chickens like [?]

Got no [?] but this kush smellin musty

Cookie, it came from the Bay

Smokin cookie with ya bae

South Memphis got Russian AK’s

Eveybody want my bitch like I’m Ye

Hit ya bitch quick, like a jab

Turn on Key Glock, she go ham

They diggin this young nigga swag

This Glock, hell nah

That ain’t Fab

[Chorus]

Aye

My attitude like Kanye

But I dress like Fab

Got blue cheese in my pocket

Wrapped in rubber bands

Choppas on yo block

Paper route, Taliband

Ooo, there go Glock

Yeah, yo bitch been a fan

I call the shots

I got my man

They seen the Glock

The nigga ran

I be fresh as fuck

Couple bands on my swag

They like Glock, you next up

I’m like shit, I never ran