[Chorus]
Load up the glizzy with two extensions drum with the fifty
When I up it, it ain't no missing, shoot til it's empty
Y'all must ain't heard my last song, anybody can get it
I'm on my road to them riches I ain't stressin' these bitches
Reverse the clip and spend the Benz bullets bouncin' off fitted
And y'all don't get no cool points for that accident killin'
I'm from Hitch village where niggas really clutchin' extensions and that's on crip the beef ain't squashed til somebody be missin'
[Verse 1]
Jumped off the porch cause I was broke, I got them bands now
Light up a port, cock back my pole and knock his mans down
And all that Instagram thuggin gone get you ran down
And we ain't playin round, choppers get to sprayin' rounds
And when it's up I swear it's stuck no ain't understandin'
I dropped a bag with my advance that I got from Atlantic
Jumped out with sticks and Glocks with dicks and them niggas had panic
The way that K stutter you'd think it speakin' in Spanish
Shots to the brain if he ever think about touchin' my chain
Brand new draco sound rusty but when it shoot it spit flames
Glock twenty-three extended clips call it LeBron James
Heard of Lil Tim, he OTM, when he shoot he got aim
[Chorus]
Load up the glizzy with two extensions drum with the fifty
When I up it, it ain't no missing, shoot til it's empty
Y'all must ain't heard my last song, anybody can get it
I'm on my road to the riches I ain't stressin' these bitches
Reverse the clip and spend the Benz bullets bouncin' off fitted
And y'all don't get no cool points for that accident killin'
I'm from Hitch village with niggas really clutchin' extensions and that's on crip the beef ain't squashed til somebody be missin'
Load up the glizzy with two extensions drum with the fifty
When I up it, it ain't no missing, shoot til it's empty
Y'all must ain't heard my last song, anybody can get it
I'm on my road to them riches I ain't stressin' these bitches
Reverse the clip and spend the Benz bullets bouncin' off fitted
And y'all don't get no cool points for that accident killin'
I'm from Hitch village where niggas really clutchin' extensions and that's on crip the beef ain't squashed til somebody be missin'
[Verse 1]
Jumped off the porch cause I was broke, I got them bands now
Light up a port, cock back my pole and knock his mans down
And all that Instagram thuggin gone get you ran down
And we ain't playin round, choppers get to sprayin' rounds
And when it's up I swear it's stuck no ain't understandin'
I dropped a bag with my advance that I got from Atlantic
Jumped out with sticks and Glocks with dicks and them niggas had panic
The way that K stutter you'd think it speakin' in Spanish
Shots to the brain if he ever think about touchin' my chain
Brand new draco sound rusty but when it shoot it spit flames
Glock twenty-three extended clips call it LeBron James
Heard of Lil Tim, he OTM, when he shoot he got aim
[Chorus]
Load up the glizzy with two extensions drum with the fifty
When I up it, it ain't no missing, shoot til it's empty
Y'all must ain't heard my last song, anybody can get it
I'm on my road to the riches I ain't stressin' these bitches
Reverse the clip and spend the Benz bullets bouncin' off fitted
And y'all don't get no cool points for that accident killin'
I'm from Hitch village with niggas really clutchin' extensions and that's on crip the beef ain't squashed til somebody be missin'
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