Yeah, I got that glock on my side Yeah, freaky bitch, she suck me, uh
Freaky bitch, suck me out my socks, huh I felt like the MVP, uh
Drippin' in Coogi, if I see my opps, I'm backin' out, and, I'm shootin' the knock
Yeah, head just got lucky, cuz coke so pure, you can't bag it up without a glove, huh
Smokin' on pounds of the skunk, yeah Bro got the pump in the trunk, yeah
We just like hillbillies, pole out the window like, boy, aye, Ricky, don't you run, yeah, huh
It's up and it's stuck, huh F*ckin' this bitch, I'm real rough, yeah
Like when I hit from the back and the side, make her squirt when I clap from the front, yeah
I got the trap jumping like trampoline, junkies hooked on amphetamines
Gucci beneath the Amiri jeans, girls MCM, put them in the mcqueen
I got enemies, uh, they not no friends of me, huh
It must be in my genes, 100 v 1 I promise you that I'll never run
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rock, rock, rock hard
Rock, rock, rock hard
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Rock, rock, rock hard
Huh, huh, seven, six, two, make a f*ck nigga lay,
Nigga, hop out with, shot in his face, feel like the MVP, nigga
Come see me, I hop out and shoot em' broad day
I got a foreign, bitch, she come from Belgium, bitch it's a murder, I f*ckin' impale him
That boy so pussy, I swear I can smell him
We catch the Opps in the club, and we nail them, nigga, f*ck niggas it's on
Huh, somebody get shot, nigga so gay that he walks with a twitch
Niggas so dumb we just caught us a fish
They say it's suicide, we slitting his wrist
I got the trap jumpin', huh, I got your bitch suckin
Huh, I break her back in, huh
Off of this perc I be maxing
Threw her down, give her back then, yeah