[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I be gripping them Glock's, my niggas they don't give a fuck
I be gripping them Glock's, my niggas they don't give a fuck
I'm like two guns up, two guns up, two guns up, got two guns up
I be gripping them Glock's, my niggas they don't give a fuck
I be gripping them Glock's, my niggas they don't give a fuck
I'm like two guns up, two guns up, two guns up, got two guns up

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Parking lot, V.I.P., murder
Go and get your boss, I can't talk to no worker
Two guns up, two guns up
Two guns up, two guns up
I'm already drunk, I'm already rolling
I'm too turnt' up, New Port caught my rims stolen
Shitting on my haters, you can call me colon
Me and Wooh Da Kid, leg dropping like Hulk Hogan
Tell me what you drinking, tell me what you smoking
Bad yellow bitches on the stage and they snorting
I'm a party fucking animal, blood brothers
On a different pedastool, I be doing numbers

[Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame]
I be gripping them Glock's, my niggas they don't give a fuck
I be gripping them Glock's, my niggas they don't give a fuck
I'm like two guns up, two guns up, two guns up, got two guns up
I be gripping them Glock's, my niggas they don't give a fuck
I be gripping them Glock's, my niggas they don't give a fuck
I'm like two guns up, two guns up, two guns up, got two guns up
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