No Stox
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Touchdown back home finna send out all these plates
Every week I been switching up the state
Sitting on these pounds like a nigga gaining weight
Pushing green flower got me stacking Blue cake
I been getting to that money, that ain't no debate
I been making power moves like I'm yelling check mate
They don't want you doing good? Well I'm out here being great
Oh you think they sour now wait til I pull up in i8
Bitch I keep a 40 on my waist
Rolla got a K and he spray it like mace
Talking out ya neck that's how a nigga lose his face
Bloody T-shirt contest ima put you in 1st place
Hollow Points leave a big ass fuckin hole
Bullseye in your motherfuckin skull
So think twice before start you acting bold
Cus' thinking that you hot and I'll leave yo body cold Pussy
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Hanging out the window I don't know how to act
A nigga came up and did it all off the trap
I really be OT with a Glock and some pak
Niggas just mad cus' they ain't living like that
I been gettin to that sack like Khalil Mack
Now these hoes Beastmode how they running back
Oakland Raider silver and black
I'm talking bout that XD that'll send shots like Shaq
All this thuggin shit I'm in to really feel like a sport
Only reason I started trappin so I could stop from being poor
Ain't all the football field no more but every play feel like a score
I'm the 1 streets love and all the bitches just adore
Shoulda seen his face when seen that 40 near
You know that black hole be a nigga biggest fear
Cus' that barrel is to niggas what headlights is to a deer
Eyes got real big and memory flashing hella clear
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Touchdown back home finna send out all these plates
Every week I been switching up the state
Sitting on these pounds like a nigga gaining weight
Pushing green flower got me stacking Blue cake
I been getting to that money, that ain't no debate
I been making power moves like I'm yelling check mate
They don't want you doing good? Well I'm out here being great
Oh you think they sour now wait til I pull up in i8
Bitch I keep a 40 on my waist
Rolla got a K and he spray it like mace
Talking out ya neck that's how a nigga lose his face
Bloody T-shirt contest ima put you in 1st place
Hollow Points leave a big ass fuckin hole
Bullseye in your motherfuckin skull
So think twice before start you acting bold
Cus' thinking that you hot and I'll leave yo body cold Pussy
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Hanging out the window I don't know how to act
A nigga came up and did it all off the trap
I really be OT with a Glock and some pak
Niggas just mad cus' they ain't living like that
I been gettin to that sack like Khalil Mack
Now these hoes Beastmode how they running back
Oakland Raider silver and black
I'm talking bout that XD that'll send shots like Shaq
All this thuggin shit I'm in to really feel like a sport
Only reason I started trappin so I could stop from being poor
Ain't all the football field no more but every play feel like a score
I'm the 1 streets love and all the bitches just adore
Shoulda seen his face when seen that 40 near
You know that black hole be a nigga biggest fear
Cus' that barrel is to niggas what headlights is to a deer
Eyes got real big and memory flashing hella clear
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Glocks, chops, no stocks
Hella shit that'll leave a nigga popped
Drums, sticks, banana clips
For them K's that'll flip a nigga whip
Credits
Writer(s): Jemuel Adams
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