(DJ Swift on the track)
(DrumDummie made the beat and I'm gon' kill it)
(Mook On The Beat)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I say
Ah, ah, Glock on me, I'm solo, gang, gang
Nigga say he shot at me and didn't hit shit, that's a no-go
All my bitches pretty, how I know? 'Cause they send photos
I send all my bitches' nude pictures to my bro though (Free Big Grape)
Ah, ah, Glock on me, I'm solo
Don't you mention Young Dro
When I say I drip, my polo, gang, gang
Gave my nigga ten years, he got caught up with that foe-foe
I can't wait 'til he come home and take him to the gun store
Slow down, don't need to rush (No need)
Put my brinks on a diesel truck (My D's)
I got locked up with my alpine, police so evil to us (Fuck 'em)
Faceshot, no need to fuss, my gun cocked, on D, cock
So many of my niggas, they leavin' us
Yeah, I feel victim to the streets when I turn eight years old, yeah
My nigga, he ain't comin' home
He ain't even make parole, yeah
All that bad shit I did, I know God gon' take my soul
I got ninety-nine problems, I ain't worried 'bout no hoes
Real street nigga, gotta stand for some
That's the realest shit I was ever told
Yeah, let's get this shit understood, gang, gang
I'm the type of nigga pull down, shoot you in yo' hood
You the type of nigga point me out in court, I'm good (Hmm)
I'ma gon' tie yo' mammy up, make you say I didn't do it, I say
Ah, ah, Glock on me, I'm solo, gang, gang
Nigga say he shot at me and didn't hit shit, that's a no-go
All my bitches pretty, how I know? 'Cause they send photos
I send all my bitches' nude pictures to my bro though (Free Big Grape)
Ah, ah, Glock on me, I'm solo
Don't you mention Young Dro
When I say I drip, my polo, gang, gang
Gave my nigga ten years, he got caught up with that foe-foe
I can't wait 'til he come home and take him to the gun store
Yeah, I know 'em pussy niggas don't wanna see me breathe, ayy (Breathe)
I ain't stoppin' 'til I'm better than Weezy, gang, gang
My granny tellin' me to take it easy, oh
Gotta be there for my kids 'cause they need me
Role model, I ain't have a role model growin' up
Craddy died, Ronnie died, TD died
And I'm in the booth, still pourin' up (Pourin' up)
And I'm in the booth, still pourin' up (Pourin' up, pourin' up)
Ah, ah, Glock on me, I'm solo, gang, gang
Nigga say he shot at me and didn't hit shit, that's a no-go
All my bitches pretty, how I know? 'Cause they send photos
I send all my bitches' nude pictures to my bro though (Free Big Grape)
Ah, ah, Glock on me, I'm solo
Don't you mention Young Dro
When I say I drip, my polo, gang, gang
Gave my nigga ten years, he got caught up with that foe-foe
I can't wait 'til he come home and take him to the gun store
