Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban
'Cause the codeine had a young - swervin'
I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent
And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey
Slide on opps' side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah
My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah
We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman
You fool me one time, you can't cross me again
Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind
If he talkin' on the yard, the pen' dogs'll take his chin
Maybach SUV for my refugees
Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets
I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station
Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day
But they ain't even want no smoke (no smoke)
If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote
Let's go
Brand new Lamborghini, f**k a cop car
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Have you ever met a real - rockstar?
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (woo)
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo)
You better let me go the day you need me (woo)
Soon as you up me on that -, get to bustin' (woo)
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop
