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I'm with Glock, hunnid shots, we gon' double back, My partner got a G-Lock, come around, gon

get your temple tapped

You blow cancer sticks, backwood full of exotic pack, I just hit the airport for a rental, Goddamn I just crashed

She said she done with me, When we fuck she call me dad, She know I fuck her friends I call her phone, I love you, don't be mad

Got too much money coming in , got way too rich, can't fit the stash, I bought my bitch Chanel, you get on shein and buy the cheapest bag

I got a junkie serving daily, trap outside the Texaco, And he said what bout' Y4L?

I'm with Lil Glock tryna up the score

Hit your bitch, She creaming out, I made that pussy hit the floor, Damn, hit that bitch once, then I'm gon' go ghost Early morning, Pour a 4' for breakfast,

Iain't heard of toast I touched more money than you ever did, but I ain't gon' brag or boast

He said he wanna spin back on a nigga

but ain't doubleback on a nigga They used to be laughing at niggas, But now that i'm up they come ask lik kd for pictures

We can't beef your name in the system, We got the drugs in the trunk with drac' and the pistol

And I want my Ex, I call up her phone My bestie get mad and tell me that I'm trippin'

You already know how I go, you know I dont listen, you know that kd get to trippin, Damn, Was down, but now, I'm up, I come

through trim, I take all your bitches, I'm with a Glock, hunnid shots,

We gon doubleback, My partner got a G-Lock, come around, gon

get your temple tapped

You smoke cancer sticks, backwood full of exotic pack I just hit the airport for a rental, goddamn

I just crashed She said she done with me, when we fuck, she

call me dad She know I fuck her friends, I call her phone

I love you, don't be mad