Corner Store lyrics

[Intro: BossTop]
Numba' Nine roll up, bro!
Rondo yelling Six Hunnid
Rip Munna, Rip L'A!
FTO, man
Glock Boys, you know how we rockin, man!

[Chorus: RondoNumbaNine]
Coolin' in O Block, smoking loud pack with Boss Top, and Cdai, 22 shots
Switching lanes in a foreign car
For the squad, b*tch we go hard, try to try us, you ain't gon' make it far!
We gotta' lot of Glocks for the f*cking war
And b*tch we still posted by that corner store

[Verse 1: RondoNumbaNine]
I got this chopper wit' no kick back
Ride on him then I blow his sh*t back
These n*ggas woofing I ain't with the chit chat
I'm in the foreign riding round with big Macs
Whatever you n*ggas on, I'm on that
Me and Cdai coolin', smoking loud pack
He got that work, run in, I need that!
Swirl wrap 'em up for a kidnap
These thots calling, "Why they all on me?"
You talking to them, "No, you ain't not homie!"
I do my work all by my lonely
And I got this fame, now they think I'm phony
I run the game like my name Tony
I'm shooting sh*t like my name Ginóbili
Squad sh*t, b*tch!
And I'm Numba' Nine from the six!
[Chorus: RondoNumbaNine]
Coolin' in O Block, smoking loud pack with Boss Top, and Cdai, 22 shots
Switching lanes in a foreign car
For the squad, b*tch we go hard, try to try us, you ain't gon' make it far!
We gotta' lot of Glocks for the f*cking war
And b*tch we still posted by that corner store

[Verse 2: Boss Top]
You got a 30, we got 50's on that!
Rap dissing, you get shot just like Kodak
Say he leaning but that sh*t he drinking no Act
How you getting money, you ain't playing wit' no sack?
Keep a lama close, them f*cking hammers sit back
Hunnid' in the chopper, split yo' ass just like Kit Kats
Turn up sucka I ain't really with the lip smack
You can front me something, you ain't gon' get sh*t back
Shooters coming, b*tch, you gon' need a sh*t bag
Feds in my hair like a f*cking Du Rag
Say he caught me lacking, why you boys ain't do that?
Known for shooting first, i seem to never shoot back!
I'm a Glock boy, T-roy shoot like Novak
Call up my lil shorty, leave you ass with no back
And I'll trade the world for my brother O back
Riding round through Chiraq with my glizzy, know that!