30 Glocks & they came with a lazer
Bitch I'm balling like i play for the Lakers
Smoking loud got us lost in the Vapors
She wanna taste baby i got different flavors
I wear designer, & he still wearing Nike
I text his girl now he steady tryna fight me
I ain't playing petty games that was light beef
He a bitch he still write in his diary
Big glock, he a chicken he a big cock
Still talk, keep it tuck in my left sock
Smack talk, and he smoking on that crack rock
Big rock, ap got them big rocks
Bout that action, get turned into passive
Never been a bitch, momma raised a savage
Catch me on the block, brothers doing damage
Big dog, you a mouse, I'm a mammoth
Boy you scared i can see it in your eyes
You can run but yo bitch ass can't hide
You don't rep the streets where is your pride
I'm no shooter but my brothers will slide