Glock Hold 30 lyrics

I'm sippin' codeine, not the beer
These chandeliers drip off my ear
I got the juice, Mr. Pure
I walk in and then the b*tch cheer
I make these hoes smile ear to ear
They like look at this n*gga here
My ice had her stuck like a deer
These n*ggas ain't non but some queers
I bring out them racks, yeah you know
I count up until my thumb broke
I'm strapped up just like G.I. Joe
That's something they already know
I bring out them racks, yeah you know
I count up until my thumb broke
I'm strapped up just like G.I. Joe
That's something they already know, they already know