Twin Glock, bitch you ain’t a thug, you ain’t in gen pop
Red dot, I’ma keep on stompin’ ’till his neck pop
Feds rock, I can’t be caught slippin’ so the feds hot
Red drop, I quit poppin’ sticks and sippin’ red drop
Twin Glock, bitch you ain’t a thug, you ain’t in gen pop
Red dot, I’ma keep on stompin’ ’till his neck pop
Feds rock, I can’t be caught slippin’ so the feds hot
Red drop, I quit poppin’ sticks and sippin’ red drop
AR pistol, ooh I love how it hold Glock clips
Ass shot, let that thotty twerk bitch, we can’t lock lips
First things first, I’ma trapper, rapping comes second
Bitch, you better go and get yours first, I’m bustin any second
Leglock, I’ma throw lil shorty in a leglock
Headshot, ain’t got cash on deck I’m throwin’ headshots
Bread rock, millis in the dirt, I think I’m El Chapo
Keep a Glock, 4 O’s, 10 milli, big hoes
Free my Uncle Carto, gave him six in Mexico
He gon’ keep his chin up, God be watchin’ on his soul
Mason out in Texas doin’ five for trappin’ bows
I’m still ’bout my paper, who got work for the low?
Got more percs than a store, got more drank than the doc
You still sippin’ cut, I’m mixin’ Tech with the Wock
You claimin’ you’s gang, but why you actin’ like a cop?
If I see the paper workin’, I’m gon put two in yo ‘nog
Twin Glock, bitch you ain’t a thug, you ain’t in gen pop
Red dot, I’ma keep on stompin’ ’till his neck pop
Feds rock, I can’t be caught slippin’ so the feds hot
Red drop, I quit poppin’ sticks and sippin’ red drop
Twin Glock, bitch you ain’t a thug, you ain’t in gen pop
Red dot, I’ma keep on stompin’ ’till his neck pop
Feds rock, I can’t be caught slippin’ so the feds hot
Red drop, I quit poppin’ sticks and sippin’ red drop