[Intro]

(Maer got that beat goin' so crazy)

[Verse 1]

I been up chasin' paper all night, fuck sex

Had to work for this shit swingin' on my neck

Had to pull up, swing that Drac' for my respect

The judge labeled me a threat

I was facin' sixty years, wrote the rule, ain't drop a tear

Got a million-dollar contract, I don't know how to act

She actin' bad, I choker her ass, bring her to reality

I'm a rapper and I'm from the streets, don't get this shit confused

I got power on my side, fifty racks to ghost a nigga

Diamonds hittin' just like a box of matches, my neck set up a light

Back and forth, well, let's take it there, don't waste my breath

I told brodie, "Watch that backdoor, thesе niggas wanna be us"

I ain't trippin' 'bout new dissin' her, thеy know where riches are

[Chorus]

Yeah, glizzy got that stutter like my cousin Angel

I'm like an angel to this bitch, she say I'm Heaven sent

You try this shit, I get off first, this Glock'll cremate you

I rep the set, I throw it up, I paint the city red

Locked in for life, it ain't no switchin', nigga, we tied in

We put them boxes on them glizzys, nigga, we Glocked in

[Verse 2]

I had Maytown locked, had Lil Zay wanna be gang

I was punchin' shit in school, never went for no extortion

He told everybody he Crip, why the fuck he throwin' up CK?

Seen a million cash, got cocky, I done had a malfunction in my brain

I'm a Drac'-slangin' rap nigga, got blood, speakin' with an L

When I drop, it's over for these niggas, bullyin' these lil' boys

I got all types of foreign cars, I'm a foreigner

I ain't bulletproofin' shit, for what? Them smackers in this bitch

.223 and .762, hit they block, they run and hidin'

We do drive-by's and walk-downs, we somethin' like Uber Eats

Think the last time I went broke was never-ary

Without that gun, it's hella scary, I'm the first to say it

Sippin' mud, dropped that mud cup, goddamn, I love syrup

Kiss the curb in that fast thing, fuck 'round, cracked the rim

[Chorus]

Yeah, glizzy got that stutter like my cousin Angel

I'm like an angel to this bitch, she say I'm Heaven sent

You try this shit, I get off first, this Glock'll cremate you

I rep the set, I throw it up, I paint the city red

Locked in for life, it ain't no switchin', nigga, we tied in

We put them boxes on them glizzys, nigga, we Glocked in

[Verse 3]

I know a bitch who got a nigga, but she my bitch too

You went and got it out the streets, reminds me of me

You love them fully automatics, hop out, trickin' with 'em

You ever seen a nigga dyin'? His partner dyin' right with him (His partner dyin' right with him)