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(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) Tell 'em glizzy me (4KT, ain't nobody safe, believe that) I got all my niggas in here with me (DDawg comin home) I got all my people here with me (Like anyday, right now, believe that) And you already know, if you ain't feel me, fuck you 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" I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock) They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em) Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah) I know I hit someone, somebody might die Lock me in a cell, they let I'm 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 Letras de cancionesRange 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 a activator world baby Green flag activity, it's a lot of murder cases Lot of mama's dead babies found slump 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 dawg stay at Wait all night and dawg his ass Said that they gon' step on who? Baby, I ain't worried 'bout that 'cause I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock) They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em) Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah) I know I hit someone, somebody might die They know I been gettin' dirty wrong But in the studio still'll lay it down Who the fuck you else know make you drop yo' ass to a gangster song Make a young nigga wan' put his mask down, or go pick it up Keep dissin', and then I knock your mans down, now bitch go pick him up Who the fuck said they gon' fuck with us? Like a nigga don't respect the real I'm a gangster, I spank you while not on pills, even though I chew for real While on the way to fight the case, cold dirty bangers what we totin' They want to tag my toe, they say they seen 'em blockin' 'round before They say that they gon' pop somethin' Tell them that they not momma Them young niggas, I bought choppers for 'em to whack who plan on ridin' on me My ambition, just from a lil' nigga posted on the corner Grindin' got me millions, I stay fresh and keep that money on me Pussy crackin' jokes while times hard right now, I don't think shit funny Eight toys I got inside my yard right now, I still don't play for nothin', bitch Better get your shit together 'fore we stick your ho ass She ask lil bro what's that big ass print on side his pants I got a Glocky, mami (I got a Glock) They might not wanna start no problems tonight (I know they don't want 'em) Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah) I know I hit someone, somebody might die I got a Glocky, mami They might not wanna start no problems tonight Aim it, then I pop it, mami (Oh, woah, woah) I hit someone, I know somebody might die From Letras Mania