PAROLES

[Chorus]
He thought he could fly, Glock hit him
Make him limp like Kryptonite
I know my stick is right
One phone call and lil’ bro gon die tonight
My Glock talk, I do what it say
Act tough til’ this K hit ya’ face
Act tough til’ I tote .38’s
Trap hard had to clean off my J’s

[Verse]
I’m sweeping the block and I’m making a play
The block got hot so I stay out the way
Don’t get popped tryn’ come down the way
Feds knockin’ and they bouta go raid
Desert Eagle make u disintegrate
Can’t hop on yo’ song nigga cuz you lame
KA$HDAMI I’m the king of this game
Niggas talking ’til they see the 9
If I’m on the block then somebody dying
Best believe your mother gon’ cry
Skinny jeans on wit’ the Glock on the side
Shoot his shit up while he sleepin’ at night
I’m toting this Glock there ain’t no need to fight
You could get hit nigga like a pipe
Bussing these juggs I don’t gotta fight
One phone call get u cooked like a pie
Put yo’ ass in the mix like rice
Hollow tips make ’em melt like ice
Hollow tips going straight to his face
I be too fried nigga I’m in space
Ride through the George wit the K
Riding through Waldorf wit’ my gang
Opps inna “Burg” I got keep this K
Choppa hit that nigga make him degrade
He say run the fade, I let the K spray
Q on the way I slide wit’ the K
Q in the mail it be gone in a day
I’m running the same plays with the gang

[Hook]
BOA Check droppin’ 3K
Amazon Method two racks in a day
Socks 5, I got to be safe
Empire Market is keeping me sane
Bullets flyin, send you straight to your grave
When I got the stick, ain’t none of you safe
T-Turn u to ash nigga where my tray, he said he gon slide get the K and I wait
These niggas be purpin’ they really on games
Niggas onna gram purpin’ for fame
Niggas gon’ do anything for fame
You niggas ain’t scamming you niggas is playing

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