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[Intro: akselbolt]
(He-Hello!)
I've got this glocky b*tch this glocky make you fold and switch
I just- I just got glocky b*tch this glocky make you fold and switch
I just popped a bean I'm finna roll a swish
Can't f*ck with these b*tches, can't control a b*tch
Posted in New York, you see us troll a b*tch
If I see an opp' I kick his stroller b*tch
b*tch we gettin' money, b*tch we counting up that bread
I keep a .30 tucked up on me, told em' "Watch out what you said"
If you talkin' all that sh*t I might just fill you up with lead

[Verse: lungskull]
Started choking up my lungs, I'm smoking deads
I understand what the b*tch said, bi-b*tch I'm b*tch I'm off the mags
I'm off a doob just wrote some f*ckin rappin' sh*t, no problem dudes
And it ain't time to come and test with me haha we so amused
So I was in the classroom with a firecracker, sparked the fuse
Got my teacher mad as f*ck cause I almost made the f*ckin' news
He must've knew his rappin' suck ba-bad hoe
b*tch I'm lurking in the cut, roll an eigth of indica

[Verse: akselbolt]
I've got this glockie b*tch this glocky make you flow and switch
I just- I just got glockie b*tch this glockie make you fold and switch
You look like yo' pus*y used up that's what I told a b*tch
Homie asked if he could get his drugs back I said "I sold that sh*t"
b*tch we- b*tch we gettin' money b*tch we countin' all that bread
I keep a .30 tucked up on me, told em' "Watch out what you said"
If you talkin' all that sh*t I might just fill you up with lead
Told that b*tch to come on over so that she could give me head
(I'm f*ckin' dead)
[Outro: lungskull]
Roll an eigth I still pull words like "You tryna hit this blunt?"
Damn it's been a minute since I stepped outside without my f*ckin' gun
They ain't really cruise I really hope a friend will crash
They ain't have to get the money count, that bread come in too fast
They ain't really count the f*ckin' racks to get you off this map