Glock pop

I don’t chase hoes I get em

I don’t chase oh’s I get em

Blue papers to the ceiling

This money give me a feeling

Broken heart but, it’s healing

Want weed Ha ha, I’m dealing

Pour them cups up, we Filling

Spark them Jay’s up, we chilling

Everynight good food we grilling

Got a Glock nine do the killing

Yeah your brains out they spilling

Spilling Brains out the spilling yeah

Pull up with a Glock

Pull up with a droptop

Pull up and I pop pop emm

Pull up in a V 12 vroomm

Bitch go first like zoom

Glock polling out like boom

Bitch you bout to meet your doom

Better go buy yourself a tomb

Emm

Pull up at the Glock

Pull up with a droptop

Pull up and I pop

Two shots to the chest

Watch you drop

Cops rolling up won’t stop

Pull up cause you say, you want to talk

The cops gonna need their chalk

just know I’m the king of this block

123 Take a walk

I’m knock you out cold like I’m Brock

Or I’ll knock your ass out like I’m Jones

My knuckles they feel like they stones

One punch and I’m breaking your bones uh

your face will have two different tones yo

roll up with the uzi

Roll up with the Uzi

Kill him with the Uzi

Rolling With the white claw

In the beer Cousy

Pull up with the Uzi

Wait! whos he?

I just took the drugs

I’m a wee bit woozy

Sippin on Goosey

Roll up with the Uzi

Wait! whos he?

Wait! whos he?

Chilling with your hoe

She sitting in a two piece

In my Jacuzzi

Flow so raw man I’m

Feeling like I’m Tunchi

Feeling like I’m Wayne

Bout to put a bullet through your brain

cherry red blood, gonna stain

Put you in a world full of pain

Make a precipitate rain

Pay for the ice on my chain

My only true love Mary Jane aye

I don’t chase hoes I get em

I don’t chase oh’s I get em