Brand new Glock .40 on my hip
I just blew another forty on my wrist, I'm the shit
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)
He love her, but his shorty on my dick
Actin' different, she been fuckin' with a Crip, off the rip
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)
Shit a little different since the trap, where you at?
Never thought I would rap, that's a fact
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)
Just bought a bunch of guns, let's get 'em back
They ain't search me, I just walked in with the strap, ain't no cap
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)

It's hard to recognize her, kept her face down (face down)
Don't have nothin' on your body, this a shakedown (this a shakedown)
Back and forth, goin' out of town on the Greyhound
Tried to give her the world, she's sayin' she needs space now (she needs space now)
I started out just tryin' to get some product
You could cut it, you could chop it, nobody know where I got it (know where I got it)
My plug from out the city, nobody know nothing 'bout him
He ran off with that work and nobody ain't ever found him (nobody ain't ever found him)

Brand new Glock .40 on my hip
I just blew another forty on my wrist, I'm the shit
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)
He love her, but his shorty on my dick
Actin' different, she been fuckin' with a Crip, off the rip
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)
Shit a little different since the trap, where you at?
Never thought I would rap, that's a fact
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)
Just bought a bunch of guns, let's get 'em back
They ain't search me, I just walked in with the strap, ain't no cap
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)

I was posted on the block with the demons
Couple Glocks, we ain't worried bout the opps
We ain't leavin' (yeah, I know)
I know niggas that got shot for no reason
Wasn't beefin', it's just hot and niggas tweakin' so I gotta keep a pole (I do)
Bitch I grew up in the field, ain't no way around it (at all)
And if he jackin', we got static, then I'll probably rob 'em (I will)
Couple bitches on my dick that I done curved before (bye)
But since this money came, they all done turned to carnivores (let's get it)
If you can read between the lines, they all meat-eaters (they all)
And I ain't worried about no beef, we got street sweepers (I'm not)
Quarter million for my tape, so I gotta chill (word)
But I'm still swervin' through them lanes like I'm off a pill (yeah)

Brand new Glock .40 on my hip
I just blew another forty on my wrist, I'm the shit
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)
He love her, but his shorty on my dick
Actin' different, she been fuckin' with a crip, off the rip
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)
Shit a little different since the trap, where you at?
Never thought I would rap, that's a fact
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)
Just bought a bunch of guns, let's get 'em back
They ain't search me, I just walked in with the strap, ain't no cap
Yeah, I know (yeah, I know)

If I can't beat that charge (nah), fuck it
I'ma spin the yard (spin it)
Just me and my dawg, comin' up, I'm livin' hard (yeah)
Never disrespect the set, I put that on God (God)
Runnin' up another check (let's get it)
I just hopped out the Benz (skrr)
Nobody dropped, then we slidin' again (grrr)
We don't rock with opps, and we not gon' pretend (never)
I see they get hot when we win (oh)
But they gon' hear shots if we spin (baow)

If I can't beat that charge (uh), fuck it
I'ma spin the yard (spin it)
Just me and my dawg, comin' up, livin' hard (hard)
Never disrespect the set, I put that on God (God)
Runnin' up another check (run it up)
I just hopped out the Benz (benz)
Nobody dropped, then we slidin' again (doo, doo, doo)
We don't rock with opps and we not gon' pretend (never)
I see they get hot when we win (hot)
But they gon' hear shots if we spin (baow)

Copyright: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): David Brewster, Fred Lowinger, Michael Kuzoian, Rory William Quigley, William Antonio Daniels