[Intro]
Bitch-ass n***a (Four3va)
I'm in the booth right now with a
Big-ass Glock, boy
Trippin'
Fuck n***a
Yeah, huh
Do it, huh, do it, huh, do it, huh, huh

[Verse]
Done got too deep in this shit, if a fuck n***a scared, go call to the reverend
Opps tryna get in my business, I stay with my glizzy, I swear I won't let 'em in
Guess I ain't no random pedestrian, huh
Reckless shit, blow up the record, man
'Za hittin' hard, know you smellin' it
Bitch cappin', she talkin' 'bout she celibate
You can't run from shit, we come slide three different ways
N***as only dissin' in houses, we been outside they shit for days, huh
On the go, had to catch me a play
Close one, ditched a new Glock on a chase
Record her, I fucked the lil' bop in the face
Dissin' lil' bro, catch a pop to the face, uh
Today, I'm just poppin' out regular, no double-C, I'm just rockin' the J's
Ain't no n***a think he better than, we in competition, just show me an eight
12 hit the block, n***as get to scatterin', n***a, we ain't run, n***as know how to skate
N***as know we gon' run, Chris hit the pedal, know we still had to fake them boys out on a chase, huh
You catch an opp, shoot him down and don't let him up
She still gon' fuck the whole crew, what you tell her for?
None of this smoke comin' free, gotta sell it too
Before the real gun, used to slide with a pellet gun
Tryna find hoes that don't cheat, but I ain't met a one
Ride with this Glock on the seat, the omega one
Bitch ass never shot a Glock, but he sellin' one
Lotta n***as don't think he lie, but he tellin' one
[Chorus]
Huh, n***a, we gon' rock your world
Huh, huh, huh, fuck n***a, we ain't goin' for nothin'
Huh, put that lil'-ass G-lock down, we got Mini Drac'
(We gon' put your ass to wake)
Huh, n***a, we gon' rock your world
Huh, huh, huh, fuck n***a, we ain't goin' for nothin'
Huh, put that lil'-ass G-lock down, we got Mini Drac'
(N***a know we ain't came to play)