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I grip on the stick, bitch I grip automatic

These niggas they fake, they faker than plastic

I stay with the tool just like a mechanic

You not gon' shoot nigga, can it

 

I pull up and shoot, not shootin' no candids

They bullets they rip 'em, he need a bandage

The hollows will tear through 'em like a fabric

Boy stop all the cap, boy stop all the antics

 

In these niggas' songs, they fuck up my adlibs

Pull up with the chrome and it can get tragic

I make him disappear like magic

The Glock with the dick, it get pornographic

 

Pull up with the poles, turn him holographic

Pull up with thе beam and I'm wreakin' havoc

You is a bitch, you not a savage

And I got yo' bitch tiеd up in my attic

 

I put it in rare like she is hispanic

Better change yo' plan, better change yo' tactics

I pull up on block, then that nigga panic

Pull up with the Glock, leave that nigga tatted

 

But that nigga go, better check his status

Get hit with the pole, got that nigga spazzin'

I fuck up her back, I'm givin' her spasms

I'm killin' that nigga, throw him in a casket

 

But close yo' eyes before shit get graphic

Pull up with the glizz, split him like a atom

My money is small, my money elastic

I leave him underwater, Titanic

I poured me a four now I'm finna test it

Full clip, shoot a panoramic

 

Get hit with the Glock, change the demographic

That nigga a snitch, nigga stop rappin'

The bullets they kiss, uh, romantic

Bitch I got the clips, boy stop the theatrics

The chopper get wild, but the shit get jurrasic

Pull up with the tool I shoot like a basket

 

Pull up with the shot, leave him in a casket

My nigga stay with it, my niggas aggressive

Pull up on that nigga if he not attentive

Not takin' my chain cus I got a weapon

 

We can get lit, we can get festive

The Glock with the dick, you get molested

This thing on my side just like a detective

The bullets abuse him, we get domestic

I bought me designer, boy this shit expensive

Put him on T.V, uh, Progressive

I look at your money, that shit not impressive

The glocky is on me, this shit is oppressive

 

This nigga get popped like antidepressant

Pull up with the dick, I'm sprayin' propellant

Chopper go ssssss, Febreeze!

Shawty a thot, she get on her knees

You don't fit the lick, don't fit the description

Bitch I'm in Detroit, I ball like a Piston

Pull up on his house, don't need no permission

I leave 'em wrapped up, Egyptian

 

Pull up with the beam and eat 'em like Skittles

I send him home, early dismissal

And I get yo' bitch, get played like a fiddle

That nigga want problems he get stumped like a riddle

 

These niggas they rats, Stuart Little

Too cool for school, I stay in detention

You say that's yo' bitch, why she in my mentions

Turn him to a ghost, Danny Phantom (Ha, ha)

 

[Bridge: Lazy3x]

Glocky!

2DIRTYY

 

[Verse 2: Lil Darkie]

I'm king of this shit, yeah I do it with elegance

I’m the zone! I’m in my element

I’m with the spiders and all of 'em venomous

Can’t give me brain if the bitch unintelligent

 

Hoes are retarded, I guess I'll be celibate

Indian nigga, I’m up on a elephant

Why you be rapping if you so irrelevant?

Wait till your genitals go through development

 

I hit his skeleton, turn it to gelatin

Make his spirit fly up high like a pelican

Fuck a human being amount of melanin

Doesn't make a nigga more-so malevolent

 

You know I tell 'em it, animal delegate!

Stealing and burning and kill for the hell of it!

All of these rappers is funny, it evident

All of 'em fucking withchu for the benefit

 

Do I be fucking with them, it’s a negative!

Niggas be actin' complacent on sedatives!

All of yo' music is getting repetitive

Like how I rap on this track but it’s better if

 

I just get credited, I ain't invented it!

I just be gassing you all off adrenaline!

I'm so competitive!

Everyone got they opinion, but all of it relative

 

I’m in the cut my niggas, bacteria!

Always be honest with niggas that near to ya'!

Niggas fall off always acting superior!

I’m in the gut of this slut, her interior!

 

Wanna join us, you don’t meet the criteria

I got the rocket that popping in Syria

I be so cold to these nigga, Siberia!

If I’m on the track, get up, nigga I carry ya!

 

Pull out yo' spine, make a nigga invertebrate!

I’m in the city, it got a high murder rate!

Pussy ass niggas be talking, they sure to hate!

Should I abort this lil nigga, that’s her debate!

 

Uhhh

Pull up I dump out a, “Wait, running man, running man”!

Someone better get a weight, put a gram on a pan!

Bitch you on the front of gate, jump it then, jump it then!

Fuck it get a cutter mate, GTA on demand

 

Vroom, vroom!

Might hotwire the whip and I zoom, zoom!

These niggas be shittin' like boom, boom!

I’m winnin' I’m grinnin', a loon toon!

 

That nigga want smoke but ain't put in

They butthole, I’m puttin' my foot in

Get out of yo' feelings, you could win

But you way too cold to be cool then!

 

Ahhh!

I put my dick in her mouth and she suck it up!

I’m on yo' block and I’m barkin' like "What is up"!

I will not fuck a hoe unless her butt is up!

Nigga be sucking toes, man what the fuck is up wit' em!

My gun on my denim, I send him to heaven!

I get 'em outside of the 7-Eleven!

He want it I bring 'em, a spider I sting 'em!

The poison is in 'em, I'm done on the rhythm!