I'm wit my gang you know that we banging load up a glock boy what is you claiming I am a beast you can not tame me ya you is dead lead in yo head This Glock gon do trick kinda like trix that cereal good and don't test me cause I'm from the hood from Chicago shoot em' wit a semi auto 🔫 we hop in the whip we Going full throttle ya chug the whole bottle that ain't cap certified fact shot em' in the back hop on the scene you know that we thuggin and the opps feelin kinda sluggish we made em' feel like rubbish 🗑 bet they feel so low in the world right now that they feel like nothin and we over here rockstars popstars feelin like Omar ya that's how it go that's how we roll so you better know I am the goat 🐐 beat him up took his cash 💸 now he broke that ain't no joke cause his life a a joke whoa whoa chill out bro debauchery this ain't no Robbery no disaster ya ain't no robbin just bought a corvette and sound like a lion and I ain't lying I am undying feel like I'm flying my bro crying he just got mugged and surprise surprise it was an opp and he finna get popped he finna get taught off this dope my brain gon rot just bought a yacht then I heard a shot so I turned around and the sound was a pound it was a ar 15 and he was smoking nicotine and he look 18 and every now in then he would sip codeine then he shot someone 🔫 was not a pretty scene ya ya so I pulled out my glock 🔫 then we had a talk and I got the eyes like a hawk then I saw him reach for his pocket then I shot em cause when I spot em got em. Skrrrrrrrrrr