Blame Dem Drugz Glokk40Spaz & OsamaSon

[Intro]
(I love you, Ryo)

[Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz]
Bitch, you better blame them drugs, I'm off Wockhardt
Got that CVS, I'm evil, but you ain't seen the demon yet
He talkin' crazy, but he can't see his semen yet
G40, nigga hop out with that Glock 19, nigga, right here
Mm, seventeen bands for my bond, niggas ain't think that I'd really make bail
I ain't even feel like makin' this song, nigga, I ain't got shit to do else
Let me take care my kid, hope my son do well
Up the Glock on them niggas, make them white folks pale
Mm, what the fuck we gon' do? I got a hundred questions
If I can't get through thе front door with my Glock, then I don't even wanna comе in
If I can't shoot out the roof of the Mercedes, I don't even want that Benz
Huh, nobody got my back, huh, I don't even want no friends
Glock 19 Gen5, huh, better not drop that diss
AMG Benz gon' slide, huh, all of my windows got tints, huh
All of my bitches got bent, huh, I don't even gotta pay rent, huh
I'ma just do it again and do it again, it's hood
Ice on my wrist, nigga, this whole thing a brick, huh, I'm like, "Brr"
5.56 or the 7.62 finna hit your ass up like grr
Bad lil' bitch wanna fuck my band, huh, I'm like, "Sure"
When you become a vamp, it ain't no cure
I'm too far gone, hell nah, I can't steer, huh
I'ma run through a bag for it in that bitch, nigga get to it
I was only locked up for six months, nigga, this lil' ho blew it, huh, huh
Tryna make money, nigga, hit my jack if you got Truist
Leave a few, then get a Blu-Ray
Fuckin' on slow bitches, they just stupid
I'm eighteen, I'm tryna get the money, I ain't out, don't even like ridin' fishbowl
If the ride fishbowl, I won't even get on
Buy a new pair, got some blood on my Rick Owens
Uh, ask about the whip, bitch, this ride is stolen
I'm gon' roll a nigga 'bout the folks, nigga, I ain't goin'
Nigga brought a deuce of Wock', nigga better pour it, huh
Bitch, my stick can't see, huh, I call the ho Japanese, huh
We swing the curb in the hood, that boy Swiss cheese, huh
I got a fetish for the money, I get needy
I'm gon' bring it out 'round my brothers, I'm not greedy, huh, huh
Nigga came through the hood twice, gotta flip his whip, woah
Hell nah, I don't trust that shit
Fuck this life, I'll take off in a blimp
Fuck that bitch, I got others, I'm pimp
Nigga, he pussy, get smoked like nic', huh
Extortin' not normal, this shit got a twist
Hundreds and fifties the only thing that I miss
Mm, roll the leaf, got good gas, son, got racks on me
We got Xan', got Perc', got X, got everything, don't OD, hmm
I'm just doin' it by myself 'cause no one believin' in me
Rap on the beat 'cause in real life, nobody listen to me (Yeah)