I got the Glock

I got the Glock nigga it’s gon hit back

Broke boy you can’t even get racks

Sipping on pints I got a whole pack

Put my gun up he fell back

Lame bitches be so boring

Codeine raining and I’m pouring

Them bullets gon hit him deep

Pistol whip break his teeth

Shots on him for pay back

Fill my cup and burning trees

Burn his house down then I flee

40 on me ima bliss send shots to his whip ain’t gon talk ima end his shit

My drum got a titty on it kill a nigga thinking that he really on it

My guns banging like 2 people fucking

Ain’t no discussion we gon smoke like a russian we gon put him in a russian

Pull up and bust em them draco rounds finna touch him

Hold this shit ima clutch it

Im up in all the fuck shit

You gon run outta luck bitch

Nigga thinking he tuff bitch I’ll still get you hunted

See that opp nigga right there shoot him with yo stick

He shoot ima shoot back hit that nigga in his shit

Doing scams buying pounds catch him lacking out of bounds

Like karma bullets flying around wе gon get a hit

I spent too much on my damn fit I don’t care I punch this shit

Got a big ass gun on mе you really think I won’t shoot this shit

Lean got me day dreaming damn near sleeping In this bitch

Bins got my order green as fuck I know that it’s gon ship

Hit me a motherfucking lick real fast

Big gun with a extended mag

Who gon be the last whenever I blast leave you in the past

Broke ass boy why the fuck you ain’t flip yo cash

Run down with extended mag run down with the beam he won’t survive that

Big Ak like akademiks I ain’t out here acting with it

Go tuck yo chain im snatching it go get the pack and move that shit go get yo money stupid bitch