[Intro]
(PO$$E)
Brr
Vamps nigga, hm
You ain’t talking bout Glocks you ain’t talking bout nun’ nigga
Brr, Gang (PO$$E)

[Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz]
Babylife lifestyle, this ain’t no 9 to 3
Young nigga steppin’ put you on a tee
Stomp a fuck nigga out, blood on my feet
Kel-tec on him he on the concrete
The sound of Glokk40 them boys hit the feet
Draco on me man them boys got deleted
Youngin pull up give a fuck what you tweeting
Shoot out the coupe, I don’t fuck with two seaters
He think that he cold so we pull out the heater
Babylife vampire, know we some creatures
Triple cross a fuck nigga give a fuck bout your features
They say you a plate, then boy how 'bout I eat ya’
You fuckin’ that ho, I don’t think she a keeper
Play with this shit you gon’ meet the Grim Reaper
He a wanna-be gangsta’ don’t let him mislead you
Come to yo’ block four-deep like the Beatles
He think that he shot, he get poked by the needle
Trap with the Mexican, hang ‘round the migo
Extended clip on the gun shoot like the regal
The ho for the swoop she get scooped by the eagle
My nigga stop buckin', pull out desert eagle
Don’t play with the mobb, fucker, this shit lethal
Babylife vampire, nigga mistreat ya’
Just like the klan we don’t fuck with no niggas
Home invasion, pussy boy this a stick-up
Young nigga dolo hell nah, we can’t clique up
Shawty 'nem beat ya' ass then pick ya’ chin up
Almost shot him, but that boy want a flick up
We just gon’ scare ya’ ass and give ya hiccups
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