Glock On Stage lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch
b*tch
b*tch
Pew tch tch tch

[Verse]
In Miami I'm making it rain and f*cking the b*tches that's raking it up
If I show you the b*tch I was f*cking last night, you'd think I was making it up
Blowing it down, just like the big bad wolf he think he safe in the cut
Why the f*ck I never see n*ggas with money but stay with an eighth and a blunt
Told her that I wasn't sh*t, I play with her feelings right after I play in her guts
Been in the game, I been getting pape, when EDD stopped you was hanging it up
Brodie a demon he pulling up shooting from anywhere like he was Dame in the clutch
Why the f*ck do I hear them hoes talking down from n*ggas who ain't even up
Unky addicted, bet if hе could he f*ck around pour a whole case in thе cup
I was in ATL, he ain't perform but I brought Drake in the club

[Chorus]
She wanna f*ck on my gang, none of my n*ggas no lames (naw)
I brought the Glock on the stage (yea)
Told her I just want the face (aww)
All of my n*ggas gon bang (yea)
None of you n*ggas can hang (naw)
I be with killers and sh*t, I'm killing this b*tch from the back got her screaming my name
[Verse]
I be with villainous n*ggas, I hit his b*tch and it's killing this n*gga
They keep on calling me cuz and gang I swear I ain't even kin to them n*ggas
I hit the set just to get one pair of shoes, and I left a stimulus in it
He know he a loser, he gon get mad cause b*tches be f*cking the n*ggas that's winning
I, need to take my Christian Dior's back, cause n*gga I'm sinning
Why the f*ck do n*ggas be thinking they tough until a .223 hit them
Naw for real n*ggas be thinkin its that, until it's a Glock on they fitted
I'm mad as hell, Off-White tee my size, but I can't even fit it
She wanna ride in the scat, your b*tch get wet when I be stabbing the gas
New b*tch a 10, swear her head brilliant, with an immaculate ass
All that capping he doing, if I see him out I'm putting a cap in his ass
We in the field more than Ray Lewis and them, we tryna tackle a bag
In your b*tch guts for real, I'm talking my sh*t while I'm smacking her ass
I ain't shooting no ones, if I pulling up I'm attacking with mags
Old b*tch mad as f*ck cause I left her back in the past
Upping strips on the hoes I'm at the BnB acting a ass
(Haha)
Yea dumbass n*gga, f*ck is you talking bout
Real sh*ttyboyz sh*t she gon f*ck cause the sh*ttyboyz lit, dumbass
That's what you gotta know

[Chorus]
She wanna f*ck on my gang, none of my n*ggas no lames (naw)
I brought the Glock on the stage (yea)
Told her I just want the face (aww)
All of my n*ggas gon bang (yea)
None of you n*ggas can hang (naw)
I be with killers and sh*t, I'm killing this b*tch from the back got her screaming my name