SAMSUNG Lyrics

Yo cousin cousin bought a Glock but he never shoot it

Lame ass be hangin' on the net but it's never hoopin

Never shoulda spoke murder one, could've kept it music

Catch him with a rocket, leave him dead up in Houston

Free dem killers out the slam, who got jammed up

Broski bought a Glock off a fiend hope it don't jam up

Type of shit, Don't speak plays on a apple get a samsung

No Trapahollics once he die I'm yelling damn son

Son of a sinner in the ford, make some jelly roll

Once you catch a stain with the gang, leave yo celly home

Off a ham, niggas make cheese, bring a deli home

Toast to the opps, we celebrate off a deleon

Five niggas drop fours, four niggas die

The fifth nigga got bless a hole in his eye

Subtract niggas, they don't want problems with the guys

It's a lot of mamas hopin' that I leave it up to God

I'm the type to air a nigga like some wet clothes

If the pussy don't shoot, he gettin' stepped on

You the type to be from Mack, but still Jeff, though

Name ain't Keith, why the fuck would I sweat, bro

Yo cousin cousin bought a Glock but he never shoot it

Lame ass be hangin' on the net but it's never hoopin

Never shoulda spoke murder one, could've kept it music

Catch him with a rocket, leave him dead up in Houston

Free dem killers out the slam, who got jammed up

Broski bought a Glock off a fiend hope it don't jam up

Type of shit, Don't speak plays on a apple get a samsung

No Trapahollics once he die I'm yelling damn son