[Intro]
(Al Geno on the track)
Uh
You already know what it is, man (It's lil' Top, nigga)
We back again, you know how we do it (You already know what it is with me, 4KT, ain't nobody safe, believe that)
Tell 'em glizzy me
I got all my niggas in here with me (DDawg comin' home)
I got all my people here with me (Like any day, right now, believe that)
And you already know, if you ain't feel me, fuck you
[Verse 1]
I ain't worried, girl, I'm built not to curl, gotta be strong, this a dirty world
I went, bought her pearls, by tonight, I'm fuckin' up her curls
Fuck these niggas, they ain't crazy
Right on scene, I shoot like Curry, tell them bitches I be YoungBoy, baby
[Chorus]
I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock)
They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em)
Look, aim it, then I pop it, mami, oh, woah, woah
I know I hit someone, somebody might die
[Verse 2]
Locked me in a cell, they let me out, I'm on my shit now
I go back again, my bitch might leave and start gettin' dicked down
Know it ain't no love when all my friends 'round
Make 'em lay it down, we rob 'em all, they been waitin' to see hear where my head was found, redemption
Won and lost fights up inside the pen', bitch, I'm standin' up
Case while up inside the jail, that wrist banger tucked, don't give no fuck
Range Rover, Rolls-Royce, and Maybach truck
Been scarred, still hurt, so a bitch, I don't trust
Blackballed for to see my whole world crushed
I'm floodin' the bank and I'm fillin' it up
And I go to the punt line, this an activator world, baby
Green flag activity, it's a lot of murder cases
Lot of mamas' dead babies found slumped without no faces
Switched like some pay stubs for our pins, we train like we been in the Navy
Yeah (Baow, baow)
Know we leave shit slumped, bitch, don't think that you gon' play me
Lil' bro got a drum with a switch on back of his Glock, if he see you, he gon' spray it
Get caught, I know I'm fed, not county
I been collectin' heads and countin'
I got a Glock, mami, split boy shit, I been on that
I'm in Utah, they ain't tryna find me, send your pin, bitch, better yet
I know where your dog stay at
Wait all night and dog his ass
Said that they gon' step on who? Baby, I ain't worried 'bout that 'cause
(Al Geno on the track)
Uh
You already know what it is, man (It's lil' Top, nigga)
We back again, you know how we do it (You already know what it is with me, 4KT, ain't nobody safe, believe that)
Tell 'em glizzy me
I got all my niggas in here with me (DDawg comin' home)
I got all my people here with me (Like any day, right now, believe that)
And you already know, if you ain't feel me, fuck you
[Verse 1]
I ain't worried, girl, I'm built not to curl, gotta be strong, this a dirty world
I went, bought her pearls, by tonight, I'm fuckin' up her curls
Fuck these niggas, they ain't crazy
Right on scene, I shoot like Curry, tell them bitches I be YoungBoy, baby
[Chorus]
I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock)
They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em)
Look, aim it, then I pop it, mami, oh, woah, woah
I know I hit someone, somebody might die
[Verse 2]
Locked me in a cell, they let me out, I'm on my shit now
I go back again, my bitch might leave and start gettin' dicked down
Know it ain't no love when all my friends 'round
Make 'em lay it down, we rob 'em all, they been waitin' to see hear where my head was found, redemption
Won and lost fights up inside the pen', bitch, I'm standin' up
Case while up inside the jail, that wrist banger tucked, don't give no fuck
Range Rover, Rolls-Royce, and Maybach truck
Been scarred, still hurt, so a bitch, I don't trust
Blackballed for to see my whole world crushed
I'm floodin' the bank and I'm fillin' it up
And I go to the punt line, this an activator world, baby
Green flag activity, it's a lot of murder cases
Lot of mamas' dead babies found slumped without no faces
Switched like some pay stubs for our pins, we train like we been in the Navy
Yeah (Baow, baow)
Know we leave shit slumped, bitch, don't think that you gon' play me
Lil' bro got a drum with a switch on back of his Glock, if he see you, he gon' spray it
Get caught, I know I'm fed, not county
I been collectin' heads and countin'
I got a Glock, mami, split boy shit, I been on that
I'm in Utah, they ain't tryna find me, send your pin, bitch, better yet
I know where your dog stay at
Wait all night and dog his ass
Said that they gon' step on who? Baby, I ain't worried 'bout that 'cause
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