[Intro]

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What's up?

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[Verse]

I got the Glock, and I'll aim at his dome

If he run up on me, I'm sending him home

Your bitch on my dick and she all on my phone

When she get annoying, she leave me alone

I got the Glock and I'll spin on your block

When the bullets be nearing, this shit getting hot

How much money I got? A lot

A band more than seven these chains that I bought

And you come near me and you getting shot

Stand out like a pin, you getting popped

Better stay out, cause I got a Glock

Got rulers and choppers, we spin on your block

These niggas some pussies, don't know where I be

If he run up on me he get hung like a tree

And I just bought a Glock and it came with a beam

And I'm wiping his family like Mr. Clean

And I'm not a pussy, bitch I'm with the shit

If he run up on me, he get hit with the clips

He talk hard on the net but he ain't doing shit

If he talking that shit, he get caught like a fish

If he say he got knowledge, I'm hitting his brain

Say he spit on the track, he get hit with a train

You cannot afford what I spent on my chain

Bitch I'm with the shit, I ain't playing no game

And I got a Glock ain't no spinning on me

And I'm shooting my chopper, I shoot like a three

And I'm upping the Yoppa I shoot at his feet

If he talk on my name, I'm making him bleed

That boy will be dead by the end of the week

But why would he talk if he know that he's weak?

If you keep talking, bitch we finna scrap

He say that he tough but I know that he cap

If he wanna talk, he get hit of the map

Acting tough but I know that he ain't bout that