I got the 30

got the 30 got the 30 blow your shit like Stephen Curry and we don't got no fucking worries I'm on the block with the glock me and the gang slide on your block and the glock go pop in your top make your bitch give me top top yall not gang so yall need to stop you already know I I rock j's I stack my chips like potato Lays I pour lean in my lemonade. got a bad bitch pour syrup in my Sierra Mist with the gang smoking cat piss in the trap bitch see my jewelr it gliss hose don't kiss me on my lips niggas say I ant shit they can suck my Dick and die I can tell u not a savage when I look into your eyes I be so high I can touch the ski.