[Intro]
And my momma in the hood, got the fire on me (Fire)
I ain't going back, nigga, why you lying on me (Lying)
Let a pussy nigga try me then it's off homie (Nah)
I was stuck up in the trap, yah, I was real lonely (And1)
Let a pussy nigga try me then it's my mom told me (Yah)
And she try to bring me down like she don't love me (Nah)
Hit her up one time fucked up homie (Yah)
And these Glock shine like a damn trophy (Yah)
Yah, yah, yah
[It's DJ GREN8DE]
And I'm sipping on that Glock right here
[Verse]
We been taking niggas off with the mask off (Mask off)
In the trap house, tryna get them packs off (Packs off)
And I wish a nigga would try to act out (Yah)
Nigga say that he killing but he capped out (Capped out)
But that nigga real pussy, tryna' shake up (Shake up)
And my bitch bad, she don't need no makeup
Put the glizzy to his ass and make him cake up (Cake up)
And y'all niggas hoes, I don't wanna make up (Hell nah)
But once she fucking with Lil Glokk, we gone break up (Yah)
And you know Lil 40 had to get his pape' up (No cap)
Get those pints in the trap then we double up (Yah)
If you call me one time, getting fucked up (Fucked up)
I ain't never been a nigga for no hoe shit (Nah)
Niggas bitching, man, these niggas ain't gone blow shit (Naw)
We been stomping niggas out on that Woah shit (Woah)
And those crackers put my uncle on that coke, bitch (Cold)
Red flag, I ain't going for no hoe shit (Hell nah)
I ain't finna stop now, we want more shit (More)
And that nigga talk me down like a joke, bitch (Joke)
And you say you got carbine 5s, yeen' post shit (Nah)
And my momma in the hood, got the fire on me (Fire)
I ain't going back, nigga, why you lying on me (Lying)
Let a pussy nigga try me then it's on, homie (Nah)
I was stuck up in the trap, yah, I was real lonely (And1)
Let a pussy nigga try me then it's my mom told me (Yah)
And she try to bring me down like she don't love me (Nah)
Hit her up one time fucked up homie (Yah)
And these Glocks shine like a damn trophy (Yah)
And these pussy niggas really try to rat on me (What)
And these pussy niggas don't even wanna slide on me (Slide)
Keep that Glock in the back, keep that fye on me (Fye)
And I watch a nigga back like I'm really solid (On god)
Need a hunnid' band to get out of the projects (Yah)
And I whip the fucking bowl like a Pyrex (Pyrex)
Bitch, I'm rolling up this wood and I need silence
And I'm smoking on Biscotti, you can't try this (Try this)
Y'all niggas do the same thang (Yah)
Talking to a nigga like a nigga gang gang (Yah)
You a bitch, you ain't go through the same pain (Yah)
What the fuck, I ain't hanging with no fucking lames (Hell nah)
EBG Band Gang, we don't play games (Games)
Run up on a pussy nigga, bet I take his chain (Yah)
And his ass got popped cause his chain lame (Lame)
Pussy nigga better stay away my gang gang (Yah)
Nigga switching on the gang cause they used to it (Yah)
You ain't fuck with a nigga, you was real fluent (Yah)
And she start getting pape' cause she seen me do it (On god)
And that nigga want some smoke, we been getting to it (Yah)
I ain't leaving from the bitty cause I'm stuck to it (Yah)
And I get them packs off cause we get them moving
And my side bitch kinda treated like a doofus
And nobody really fucking with me cause I'm ruthless, gang
And my momma in the hood, got the fire on me (Fire)
I ain't going back, nigga, why you lying on me (Lying)
Let a pussy nigga try me then it's off homie (Nah)
I was stuck up in the trap, yah, I was real lonely (And1)
Let a pussy nigga try me then it's my mom told me (Yah)
And she try to bring me down like she don't love me (Nah)
Hit her up one time fucked up homie (Yah)
And these Glock shine like a damn trophy (Yah)
Yah, yah, yah
[It's DJ GREN8DE]
And I'm sipping on that Glock right here
[Verse]
We been taking niggas off with the mask off (Mask off)
In the trap house, tryna get them packs off (Packs off)
And I wish a nigga would try to act out (Yah)
Nigga say that he killing but he capped out (Capped out)
But that nigga real pussy, tryna' shake up (Shake up)
And my bitch bad, she don't need no makeup
Put the glizzy to his ass and make him cake up (Cake up)
And y'all niggas hoes, I don't wanna make up (Hell nah)
But once she fucking with Lil Glokk, we gone break up (Yah)
And you know Lil 40 had to get his pape' up (No cap)
Get those pints in the trap then we double up (Yah)
If you call me one time, getting fucked up (Fucked up)
I ain't never been a nigga for no hoe shit (Nah)
Niggas bitching, man, these niggas ain't gone blow shit (Naw)
We been stomping niggas out on that Woah shit (Woah)
And those crackers put my uncle on that coke, bitch (Cold)
Red flag, I ain't going for no hoe shit (Hell nah)
I ain't finna stop now, we want more shit (More)
And that nigga talk me down like a joke, bitch (Joke)
And you say you got carbine 5s, yeen' post shit (Nah)
And my momma in the hood, got the fire on me (Fire)
I ain't going back, nigga, why you lying on me (Lying)
Let a pussy nigga try me then it's on, homie (Nah)
I was stuck up in the trap, yah, I was real lonely (And1)
Let a pussy nigga try me then it's my mom told me (Yah)
And she try to bring me down like she don't love me (Nah)
Hit her up one time fucked up homie (Yah)
And these Glocks shine like a damn trophy (Yah)
And these pussy niggas really try to rat on me (What)
And these pussy niggas don't even wanna slide on me (Slide)
Keep that Glock in the back, keep that fye on me (Fye)
And I watch a nigga back like I'm really solid (On god)
Need a hunnid' band to get out of the projects (Yah)
And I whip the fucking bowl like a Pyrex (Pyrex)
Bitch, I'm rolling up this wood and I need silence
And I'm smoking on Biscotti, you can't try this (Try this)
Y'all niggas do the same thang (Yah)
Talking to a nigga like a nigga gang gang (Yah)
You a bitch, you ain't go through the same pain (Yah)
What the fuck, I ain't hanging with no fucking lames (Hell nah)
EBG Band Gang, we don't play games (Games)
Run up on a pussy nigga, bet I take his chain (Yah)
And his ass got popped cause his chain lame (Lame)
Pussy nigga better stay away my gang gang (Yah)
Nigga switching on the gang cause they used to it (Yah)
You ain't fuck with a nigga, you was real fluent (Yah)
And she start getting pape' cause she seen me do it (On god)
And that nigga want some smoke, we been getting to it (Yah)
I ain't leaving from the bitty cause I'm stuck to it (Yah)
And I get them packs off cause we get them moving
And my side bitch kinda treated like a doofus
And nobody really fucking with me cause I'm ruthless, gang
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