[Intro]
Produced by Cre8
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[Verse]
I let the Glock take him on a date, uh, takeout
Chop make him kiss kiss, no make out
I see the opps lurkin' like a stakeout
Young fly n*gga, I keep it cool
I keep a stick, eight ball, no pool
Pack touch down straight out Cancun
Still serving that white, n*gga, Austin Moon
Feel like Tomb Raider, got two Glocks
I keep the nine in a toolbox
Bro got the chicken, n*gga, no pox
Brrt, get down, let off two shots
I make the pack disappear like Selena
These n*ggas be pus*y, they hang with Sabrina
Put heat to these n*ggas, ain't talking 'bout steamer
Walk down, run down, slide in a Bimmer
f*ck it, I might just slide in a coupe
Ain't talking Men in Black when I slide in a suit
b*tch, I'm on the block, boy, I make them shoot
These n*ggas be fruity, leave holes like a Loop
Put heat to his head, go get him some soup
His b*tch gon' blow me, blow me like a flute
I stay with my dawg, n*gga, call it Snoop
Heard that boy hot, giving out the scoop
See the opps, better not say my name
Give a f*ck 'bout a sorry, ain't playin' no game
I got the clips, n*gga, Marlon Wayans
Buy you a drink, n*gga, f*ck T-Pain
Sippin' on Wock', n*gga, f*ck champagne
Your b*tch eat the noodles, she love chow mein
I got the big Glock from Ukraine
The stick make him poof, n*gga, David Blane
Beat too hard, don't need no hook
Dr. Seuss with the bars, I ain't make no book
Lonzo Ball with the pass, no look
My bro in the kitchen but he not a cook
Slide on an opp, n*gga, leave him shook
Don't need no mask, n*gga, I'm a crook
I'm dunking the work, n*gga, Westbrook
Don't f*ck with school, f*ck a textbook
[Outro]
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