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Yeah, G-Lock, motherf*ckin' 20
Bitch, ayy, look
Okay, I hop out, glick be on my side for my protect
Always smokin' Za, always rock designer, I be fresh
And I can't f*ck with niggas, all these niggas cap and really press
I ain't stressin' shit, keep the fye up on me, hit your chest
I light the f*ckin' blunt, shit, it burn my lip, I'm too high like blimp
I'ma f*ck the first night, drop her off and she won't get no kiss
Yeah, he got a gun, but he won't up, and if he do, he missed
The way I flex on niggas and these bitches, I got people's pissed facts
And all these niggas really whack, he a hoe, he won't react
Bitch, I got say so in the trap, and I won't flex, I pistol pack
This bitch gon' f*ck because I rap, I know niggas hatin' everyday
So I can never lack, I'm always clean just like a mop
My bitch look good in crop tops, and I bet if I hop out right now
I make the city flock, I got no key, but shit on lock
I been the one since I made pop, I got niggas dat'll
Knock you off for just a gram of rock, and the glick up in the back, yeah, that's for action
Bitch say she a model, make her take off for her fashion
I was f*ckin' her too good, I got her moanin' with some passion
And you can't catch this whip, I press the gas and I went past him
I do the shit that niggas couldn't process and can't fathom
I ball out like it's madden, money stretch my shit elastic
Ain't never hoggin', hoe, I hit my shot and then I pass it
These niggas be so average, we ball out just like the Maverick
I'm too sane, I'm never crashin', please don't reach my glock, be spazzin
I pour all this Waukesha by the motherf*ckin' gallon
Run the show, no Jimmy Fallon, I keep cannons on my hip
He get hit if he start wildin', she eat kids and she start smilin
And at first I was gon' let it go, but that lil' nigga tried it
Don't want that hoe no more, I heard her pussy got some mileage
I'm the one, no doubt about it, I walk in and shit get crowded
We quick to spark it up, we smoke that man for gettin' rowdy
Hold on
Yeah, G-Lock
Bitch
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