Out The Gym Quando Rondo

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, woah
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
With the Glock all in his pants
He gon' walk out with the Glock all in his pants

[Chorus]
My shooter's jumpin' out the gym with a Glock all in his pants
Only want two .38s, the place is payin' 30 bands
Them shooters move on my command, I got 'em sticked up in the van
Jump out gang, no we ain't playin', face wrapped up, no Taliban
Kick in your door to get them bands, my G hopped out, them niggas ran
Spin on their block, let off some shots and let them boys know I ain't playin'
You say it's up, bitch, what you sayin?
Side of your house, that's where we layin'
When you walk out, we get to sprayin'
Pussy bitch, no, I ain't playin'

[Verse 1]
Spin on their block, let off some shots, if we don't hit we spin again
The day I die, nobody cry, walk in the mall and spend a ten
One Glock 40, two FNs, one got your name, two for your friends
Young rich nigga in the Benz, Lord forgive me for my sins
You rollin' with me, that's a fact, nigga
I catch you walkin' out of church on Sunday mornin'
Best believe you gettin' stretched, nigga
I'm in the streets, they're on the internet
Send some shots, we gon' send 'em back
I'm startin' to think these niggas snitchin'
When we spin, they never spinnin' back
Everything that I rap, swear to God that I'm spittin' facts
Hittin' winters on the run, I'm grippin' on the MAC
My chain snatched, your brain snatched
Glock 40 bullets, your name attached
Face a nigga just for lookin' at
I'm way up, ain't no lookin' back
Ol' pussy boy, who you lookin' at?
Dope in the kitchen, we cookin' that