ADHD lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, hmm
Yeah
Hmm, yeah

[Chorus: Glokk40Spaz]
I'm on frontline with that Glock 19, huh
Gotta go hit that lick, yeah, I got ADHD
Lame n*gga di*kridin', huh, be on every stream, huh
I can't see that money, huh, I squint like Chinese, huh
Fifty-ball on me, your boy got sesame seed, huh
Fifty-round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed
Yeah, watch him bleed, huh, chop make him lean, ah
Face card good, mm, when I'm in your hood, huh

[Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz]
b*tch, I'm GF, don't get it misunderstood, huh
I really got opps, y'all tote it 'cause it look good, huh
Micro Draco with the wood
I ain't f*ckin' with these pus*y-ass n*ggas, they some dubs
12 knock on front door, I slide the drug under the rug, huh, yeah
Put the switches on Glock, then it's green, huh
Chase my opp down with this brand-new bеam, huh, yeah
I ain't stunt nobody, I got hella bodies, huh
I fakе kick sh*t with the opps just like karate
And these n*ggas gay, they ride the gang just like Dolly
She a gold digger, I can't give that b*tch no dollar
Baby Life sh*t, playin' with the vamp, pop your noggin
Got the vamp in, brought them thirties in, huh
Oh, it's goin' down, girl, I'm throwin' down
Got this damn Glock, huh, this b*tch make every sound
I'm tryna impress her, do you like my hundred-round?
Baby, I'm gon' dub her after I count my round, huh
Say you pull up, we ain't stuntin' when that boy got no aim, huh
The way we did that boy, maybe change that boy name
This the Baby Life vamp, this a dangerous game
JuGlizz said stop that b*tchin', catch your man, stop doing that dissin'
Talkin' 'bout the Mob, n*gga ain't playin', I'll go to war with any Henxhman
Ain't got nothin' to lose, my n*gga, on God, I'll go risk it
And it's two guns up, I do that job in a jiffy
Huh, Spaz, n*gga, I'ma go spazz, hmm
n*gga, I do that job, huh, and do that dash, yeah
n*ggas mad as f*ck, walk to the bank, laugh, hah
Man, these n*ggas scared as f*ck and they scared of these gun sounds
[Verse 2: OsamaSon]
I bet the Draco pop when lil' slime come 'round
pus*y n*ggas broke as f*ck, ain't got no funds, how?
Got hella sticks up in the trap, don't bring the guns now
Put your, put your stick up,or you get gunned down
Hold up, I don't like how you lookin'
I ain't no killer, but don't push me
High speed, feelin' risky, cannot look back, I'm still pushin'
Thumbin' through three hundred racks, yeah, yeah
Tell your mans to get his bands up, yeah
Bad b*tch want me to f*ck her, brought a fan, yeah
ARP leave him in a room like, "Pick your mans up," yeah
f*ck security, I came in with that blam tucked, yeah
Slime tryna land somethin' in a Lam' truck
Cream soda full of lean, pour my mans up, yeah
Three phones, I don't f*ckin' answer, yeah
f*cked a couple hoes I don't know the name of
Hella sticks in this b*tch, we go out with a banger

[Chorus: Glokk40Spaz]
I'm on frontline with that Glock 19, huh
Gotta go hit that lick, yeah, I got ADHD
Lame n*gga di*kridin', huh, be on every stream, huh
I can't see that money, huh, I squint like Chinese, huh
Fifty-ball on me, your boy got sesame seed, huh
Fifty-round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed
Yeah, watch him bleed, huh, chop make him lean, ah
Face card good, mm, when I'm in your hood, huh