[Intro]
(Chapo)
I fell in love with that tool
[Chorus]
Everywhere I move, swear the Glock gon' move
Lit him waist up, now he not gon’ move
I fell in love with my tool
All of these racks, I'm in love with that too
My nigga throw it up, he ain't got nothin’ to lose
Stay down and watch them racks turn blue
My mama still workin', I don't want her to
So I'ma do what I gotta do
Everywhere I move, swear the Glock gon' move
Lit him waist up, now he not gon' move
I fell in love with my tool
All of these racks, I'm in love with that too
My nigga throw it up, he ain't got nothin’ to lose
Stay down and watch them racks turn blue
My mama still workin’, I don't want her to
So I’ma do what I gotta do
[Verse]
I'ma just do what I gotta do
My nigga might run down on you
Now it's Dolce on my shoe
Now it's designer all on my shoe
All my niggas wanna do is shoot
All my niggas prolly should’ve hooped
But instead, they shootin' out the coupe
But instead, they shootin' out the roof
Pop their crown like I got a bad tooth
Got two hoes and they both bad too
All these Glocks, can't fear nobody
All these drugs, can't feel my body
I'm countin' these bands, think that's my new hobby
So a nigga gon' fold just like origami
Check still on my phone, so I'm flippin' that shit
Ridin' 'round town with a bad-ass bitch
Bad-ass bitch, I swear, she thick, yeah
Damn, I pull out the Glock and that shit gon' hit (Boom)
I don't give a fuck 'bout none of this shit
(Chapo)
I fell in love with that tool
[Chorus]
Everywhere I move, swear the Glock gon' move
Lit him waist up, now he not gon’ move
I fell in love with my tool
All of these racks, I'm in love with that too
My nigga throw it up, he ain't got nothin’ to lose
Stay down and watch them racks turn blue
My mama still workin', I don't want her to
So I'ma do what I gotta do
Everywhere I move, swear the Glock gon' move
Lit him waist up, now he not gon' move
I fell in love with my tool
All of these racks, I'm in love with that too
My nigga throw it up, he ain't got nothin’ to lose
Stay down and watch them racks turn blue
My mama still workin’, I don't want her to
So I’ma do what I gotta do
[Verse]
I'ma just do what I gotta do
My nigga might run down on you
Now it's Dolce on my shoe
Now it's designer all on my shoe
All my niggas wanna do is shoot
All my niggas prolly should’ve hooped
But instead, they shootin' out the coupe
But instead, they shootin' out the roof
Pop their crown like I got a bad tooth
Got two hoes and they both bad too
All these Glocks, can't fear nobody
All these drugs, can't feel my body
I'm countin' these bands, think that's my new hobby
So a nigga gon' fold just like origami
Check still on my phone, so I'm flippin' that shit
Ridin' 'round town with a bad-ass bitch
Bad-ass bitch, I swear, she thick, yeah
Damn, I pull out the Glock and that shit gon' hit (Boom)
I don't give a fuck 'bout none of this shit
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