do sum

Damn, uh, four deep in the whip like lil' nigga do some

This nigga walkin' like he tryna move some

I put the Glock to his neck, tryna mute some

Double cup, this ain't no wock, this is red rum

These niggas ain't makin' no bread, that's a breadcrumb

All of my singles, they hit, this the third one

Oh, he got Glockie, oh, I'm supposed to be scared of him

They aint stop makin' guns when they made yours nigga

Y'all trappin', I be off a Android nigga

Brodie gon' shoot like he V-Roy, nigga