Same Glock Lyrics

I hit the blunt, now the pain gone I fell asleep with my chains on

I hit the blunt, now the pain gone I fell asleep with my chains on

They on my dick cause I came on F'n spittin' its singin' like Trey songs

Tillies in love with Lil Jam Bitches go crazy, they love when I play songs

Lawyer gon' clean up my records I pay him good, he gon' make sure the case gone

I see 12 chasing me, luckily this is a SRT this will not take long

I gotta get to the green You know what I mean, I'ma chase it like Draymond

I made a mill in the tank top I doubled up what your gang got

You bustin' clips but your gang not Pull up on you, shoot your ass while your gang watch

My main bitch got a fat ass so I tell my side bitch to go to the same doc

VVS diamonds, my chain pop Look at my wrist, I just bought an insane watch

Shooters don't miss, got insane shots Bullets be flying right out the insane chops

Come through the spot with insane bops I like that bitch cause she give me insane top

Honestly, there ain't no question me and him best friends, we got the same opps

I got some crocs on my feet, put some holes in a opp now he look like the same Crocs

We finna pull up with rollers, slumpin' em over We well known to paint blocks

Don't pillow talk after I bang bops Pull up, I shot two opps with the same glock

I done left bitches to go to some bitches and then leave them bitches to go to some bitches

I paid all my dues, I don't owe them no riches frog eyes on the Bentley, it look like it ribbit

My Rollie is presidential Like I was studying civics

Niggas be snitchin', I know that they switchin' They askin' me questions, they awfully specific

I hit the blunt, now the pain gone I fell asleep with my chains on

They on my dick cause I came on F'n spittin' its singin' like Trey songs

Tillies in love with Lil Jam Bitches go crazy, they love when I play songs

Lawyer gon' clean up my records I pay him good, he gon' make sure the case gone

I see 12 chasing me, luckily this is a SRT this will not take long

I gotta get to the green You know what I mean, I'ma chase it like Draymond

Movin' them bricks, you know we shootin' them clips when niggas get too interested,

Shoot and I swish ballin' and scorin' on opps, but I am not hoopin' and shit

Do for your bros, as you would do for a bitch You know that it's rules to this shit

He say he poppin' his poles but he do not got the balls Like he was neutered and shit

I pop a pill and I blank out load up, we bringin' the tanks out

I think I done built up a status I walk in the bank and they knowin' my name now

I'm finna run up a bag and I got my homies, I'm holdin' the gang down

These niggas be actin' Hollywood Like we ain't grow up and come from the same town

I don't want fiends at my residence I cannot trap and sleep at the same house

Even though this shit is nasty, it's way too expensive I can't pour the drank out