Glen Baby sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
Bah, know what the f*ck goin' on, man
Hmm, my n*gga just pulled up on me, man
Yeah, man, know what the f*ck goin’ on
Double S-G, [?] gang, let's go

[Verse]
Hundred round drum, I'ma grip that b*tch (Hundred round)
For the rap sh*t, I’ma catch my clique (For the rap sh*t)
Pull up, we still havin' million dollar whips
Free Fat, f*ck 12, big bro got heat (Free Fat)
Draco, big scope, put a hole in your sh*t
f*cked up, let your ho get ahold of my di*k
It's a lean party, b*tch, I'ma pour a whole brick
What other young n*gga got racks like this? (Huh?)
Diamonds real water, they takin' a p*ss (Diamonds)
Yeen on sh*t, I ain't worried 'bout a diss (Nah)
Ten racks on your head, lil bro slide quick (Ten racks)
If a label sign me, I'll divide by ten
Whole gang eat, yeah, whole gang win (Whole gang)
You got do, huh? What? When?
Don’t give a f*ck, we shoot, blanks
If you want that set, gotta spend that band
Yeah, stop all that cappin’, that sh*t for the fake hoes
Stop all that lyin', you ain’t shootin' no Draco
Walked in, look like a trapper, like Bankroll
Come around here, you gon' leave with your chain gone (Gone)
We only talk on the payphone (Brr)
Diamonds different colors like paintballs
Killer down south with a chainsaw, uh
Wanna go to heaven? We'll take y’all, uh
[?], make the car crank up
I'm smokin' dope, fill my gas tank up
Pop a tag, no Addy, I'm up (Tag)
f*ck that Jag, I crash that stiff (Skrt)
In my cup, can't lean on me (No)
Bring out that Lotus, that OMG (Oh)
Diamonds my neck and they all on my teeth (All)
Diss in a song, I'm not callin' that beef (No)
Juug, just do sh*t all in the streets
f*ck from the back, make her f*ck up the sheets (f*ck it up)
f*ck up that set, Balenciaga, no creeps (f*ck it up)