Mask n a Glock lyrics

[Hook]
Break out the mask and the Glock and get rid of you
Pop pop til you drop... [repeat]

[Verse 1: Yung Simmie]
I bring it out if he trippin' out
So fly like I'm liftin' out
Too smooth like I'm driftin' out
I talk about what I be about
She know that I'm trying to get brain
It ain't no thing
How she be screaming my name
Deep in the game
So n*ggas want to be friends cause they think I got fame
But I got aim, nine millimeter and a mask
To cover my face and my brain
Call me equipped, I creep and I keep
Knife and a fork, I came here to eat
They can't compete with what they can't see
So I show no mercy when clenching the heat
Haters gon' murk me the day that I sleep
So I pray that my n*ggas will look over me
Hard on the paint when shootin' the three
Small ass n*gga and I feel six feet
Heart went cold so I stay with the heat
If I'm chillin' in the 'lac then it's under the seat
Pull it out, c*ck it back point it where your head at
Mask n a Glock, two shots where the bread at [2x]

[Verse 2: Amber London]
How you b*tches gonna try and touch this
Thinking it's enough b*tch but I'm in the game
Selling cocaine cause I gotta get paid
Mask and a Glock, plus a little switchblade
b*tch splat pap pap n*gga get sprayed
Click clack bra strap
Aimed at your ball cap, n*gga get back
Stackin', b*tches acting like I ain't got it
Hoes got the product n*gga selling narcotic
Get in that loop, smoking like snoop in the coupe
No roof, like a cat b*tch, n*ggas know I'm that b*tch
If you act rich and get jacked
That's how it be when you talking that smack
Walk in the back
Soon as them n*ggas come out
We bustin' that Glock and that gat
Walk with the hulk on our back
We kill like a shark on attack
n*gga f*ck all your tats
Rolling down the window, blowing on the endo
With my b*tches, getting to the riches
Rolling deep in that stolen Jeep
Bullets hit into your colon
Weak n*gga slowing, creep, we don't care
Blow that smoke up in the air
Mask and the Glock cold
Kick it like Roco
f*ck n*ggas know I got dough
You can't knock it
Do it like Pac did, you not Biggie take it back to '94
Ho you know that we be leaning
Gold grill beaming
Your n*gga hit my D.M
He want me to see him
But I'm a pimp, I'm a f*cking Nat'
f*ck what you know, I'm right where you at
Mask n a Glock, aimed at your back
BITTTCCCHHHHHHH!!! "Bumbumbum"