Ayy, ayy, woah
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
With the Glock all in his pants
He gon´ walk out with the Glock all in his pants

My shooter´s jumpin´ out the gym with a Glock all in his pants
Only want two .38s, the place is payin´ 30 bands
Them shooters move on my command, I got ´em sticked up in the van
Jump out gang, no we ain´t playin´, face wrapped up, no Taliban
Kick in your door to get them bands, my G hopped out, them niggas ran
Spin on their block, let off some shots and let them boys know I ain´t playin´
You say it´s up, bitch, what you sayin?
Side of your house, that´s where we layin´
When you walk out, we get to sprayin´
Pussy bitch, no, I ain´t playin´

Spin on their block, let off some shots, if we don´t hit we spin again

The day I die, nobody cry, walk in the mall and spend a ten
One Glock 40, two FNs, one got your name, two for your friends
Young rich nigga in the Benz, Lord forgive me for my sins
You rollin´ with me, that´s a fact, nigga
I catch you walkin´ out of church on Sunday mornin´
Best believe you gettin´ stretched, nigga
I´m in the streets, they´re on the internet
Send some shots, we gon´ send ´em back
I´m startin´ to think these niggas snitchin´
When we spin, they never spinnin´ back
Everything that I rap, swear to God that I´m spittin´ facts
Hittin´ winters on the run, I´m grippin´ on the MAC

My chain snatched, your brain snatched
Glock 40 bullets, your name attached
Face a nigga just for lookin´ at
I´m way up, ain´t no lookin´ back
Ol´ pussy boy, who you lookin´ at?
Dope in the kitchen, we cookin´ that

My shooter´s jumpin´ out the gym with a Glock all in his pants
Only want two .38s, the place is payin´ 30 bands
Them shooters move on my command, I got ´em sticked up in the van
Jump out gang, no we ain´t playin´, face wrapped up, no Taliban
Kick in your door to get them bands, my G hopped out, them niggas ran
Spin on their block, let off some shots and let them boys know I ain´t playin´

You say it´s up, bitch, what you sayin?
Side of your house, that´s where we layin´
When you walk out, we get to sprayin´
Pussy bitch, no, I ain´t playin´

That life he claim, I swear we livin´ that
We takin´, we ain´t givin´ back
My feelings, put ´em in the trash
A hundred, got that shit in cash
Bitch, we ´bout beefin´
We hoppin´ out of suburbans, midnight, we creepin´
I´m steady screamin´ out murder, tryna get even
I´ma knock off your whole circle, on the way, we speedin´
I´m in a rush just to murk you
Livin´ life real fast, movin´ slow, I´m certain
Two lines of lean, Adderall and Perks

Cut ´em up a brick, then take their work
Matte black Hellcat, nigga, wheel go skrrt
Pull up, hop out, have your brain on the curb
We steady be slidin´ from sun up to sun down
Slangin´ iron for my niggas is fun now
Catch you leavin´ out the store and get run down
No leg shot, you gettin´ gunned down
Straight head shot, big gun sound
Fuck crime stoppers, we gon´ hit their block up
911, got one down

My shooter´s jumpin´ out the gym with a Glock all in his pants
Only want two .38s, the place is payin´ 30 bands
Them shooters move on my command, I got ´em sticked up in the van
Jump out gang, no we ain´t playin´, face wrapped up, no Taliban

Kick in your door to get them bands, my G hopped out, them niggas ran
Spin on their block, let off some shots and let them boys know I ain´t playin´
You say it´s up, bitch, what you sayin?
Side of your house, that´s where we layin´
When you walk out, we get to sprayin´
Pussy bitch, no, I ain´t playin´

You know
R.I.P. Lil Sosa, you know
It´s jump out gang forever, you know
Free Lil Leeky, I just talked to him the other day on collect
He ready to get back in the backseat too, bitch ass nigga