[Intro]
K Hendrix cold as a mons
These .28s swerin, I'm in Oakland n***a
I'm in the base, in this bitch they all bout' my bag
Ay, a young n***a, I'm all about my cash
You can ask my grandma, I'm all about 'em racks
When my enemies tried to slide I put 'em in that bag
We in the club, you tryna' fight, but I'm up that strap

[Verse]
Glizzy poking throughs, we in the stud and now we trippin' n***a
Blood up on my feet, I best his ass in Balenciagas n***a
And the n***a can get ricked, I got that shawty with me
And in the S's, come here, I finna lick, then I swerve
If the homie drop the Glock then he gettin' DP
N***a wanna join the set, Gotta smack
You know its fucked, all thе day opp's they my enemiеs
We gone spin another block and then we slide again
N***as talkin' crazy but I got my Glockie
Nahmir in the cut, I see his blores in his blazer
Cut him lackin' in the grass, now I got mud all over my Nikes
But it ain't shit to a P, I'm just being me
Let that whole clip bounce on that .50 street
Bounce out with that drank like I'm Soulja Boy
N***as playing with that block, but they ain't making noice
Whole time these guns props, they all toys
Sike, I'm lyin, bitches .38s in my fucking booths
Smack a n***a in front his mama with this .22
We tried to put that K on his hood, but I ain't finna do
Now I gotta show my lil homies how you supposed to move
If you catching with that bitch, take that n***as chain
If you see him in the set, hit that n***as brain
I ain't gay cause a stick, He ain't need no Wayne
Got that .30 in a .40, I've been on the same shit
N***as talkin' crazy but I got my Glockie
Nahmir in the cut, I see his blores in his blazer
Cut him lackin' in the grass, now I got mud all over my Nikes
But it ain't shit to a P, I'm just being me
But it ain't shit to a P, I'm just being me
Let that whole clip bounce on that .50 street
Bounce out with that drank like I'm Soulja Boy
N***as playing with the Glock, but they ain't making noice