No Surveillance
Uh uh
Dream chasing I won't ever think to backdown
Got my brothers in the ring they gotta pack rounds
Back in high school they called me the class clown
Now I'm running shit I'd love to see you laugh now
Got a big ol' glock with a 40 clip
Got designer sauce and I'm dripping it
We got rocks on rocks and we flipping it
I got rocks in my watch you won't hear it tick
Dream chasing I won't ever think to backdown
Got my brothers in the ring they gotta pack rounds
Back in high school they called me the class clown
Now I'm running shit I'd love to see you laugh now
Got a big ol' glock with a 40 clip
Got designer sauce and I'm dripping it
We got rocks on rocks and we flipping it
I got rocks in my watch you won't hear it tick yuah
Riding round' the corner with a stick
Brand new Hellcat watch it drift
Ain't no second chances for the bitch
Middle fingers up how it is
Eric going stupid with the glizzy
I be going stupid in the whip
No no, wouldn't trade my brothers for a bitch
No no, wouldn't trade my brothers for a bitch
Let me talk to em'
Let me talk to em'
Lotta' shit on my chest let me talk to em'
If you don't wanna hear me talk I put the wop to em'
Took the heart right out my chest and gave the lock to em'
Can't you see that I be doing what you stopped doing
Yeah when bro set up the shit he'll have the Glocks moving
If you think you gonna play me bitch I'm not stupid
And I can't fall in love again cause I just shot Cupid bitch
Wok up in my cup I be tripping like the Matrix
Brand new Glock model 2020 it's a stainless
Need a 50 clip, every bullet filled with patience
Setting up the plot shoot the cameras
No surveillance
Pull up with a blade off the henny who you pressing
I'm a evil villain make the call I got connections
I just dropped the Glock lil' bro got Smith & Wesson's
Smack him in the face with the wop teach him a lesson
Cooking up the plot yeah you know I got the recipe
Rest in piece
I just up the chop sing like a melody
Hit him 50 rounds knock him away like J.F Kennedy
Rolling up the grabba with the Runtz it makes good chemistry
Woah bitch all about the money count it up I got the zone lit
.223's knock him down I shoot him make his bone flip
All that shit you talking pussy boy you acting bold and
Imma knock him out and take his chain I got that bonus
Aye Woah Ricky, who the fuck you think you zoning?
All I need is paper and some fronto and I'm rolling
Bitch you ain't on shit just stop rapping, get to growing
I just lit a Backwood all the dead ops what I'm smoking
Dream chasing I won't ever think to backdown
Got my brothers in the ring they gotta pack rounds
Back in high school they called me the class clown
Now I'm running shit I'd love to see you laugh now
Got a big ol' glock with a 40 clip
Got designer sauce and I'm dripping it
We got rocks on rocks and we flipping it
I got rocks in my watch you won't hear it tick
Dream chasing I won't ever think to backdown
Got my brothers in the ring they gotta pack rounds
Back in high school they called me the class clown
Now I'm running shit I'd love to see you laugh now
Got a big ol' glock with a 40 clip
Got designer sauce and I'm dripping it
We got rocks on rocks and we flipping it
I got rocks in my watch you won't hear it tick
Dream chasing I won't ever think to backdown
Got my brothers in the ring they gotta pack rounds
Back in high school they called me the class clown
Now I'm running shit I'd love to see you laugh now
Got a big ol' glock with a 40 clip
Got designer sauce and I'm dripping it
We got rocks on rocks and we flipping it
I got rocks in my watch you won't hear it tick yuah
Riding round' the corner with a stick
Brand new Hellcat watch it drift
Ain't no second chances for the bitch
Middle fingers up how it is
Eric going stupid with the glizzy
I be going stupid in the whip
No no, wouldn't trade my brothers for a bitch
No no, wouldn't trade my brothers for a bitch
Let me talk to em'
Let me talk to em'
Lotta' shit on my chest let me talk to em'
If you don't wanna hear me talk I put the wop to em'
Took the heart right out my chest and gave the lock to em'
Can't you see that I be doing what you stopped doing
Yeah when bro set up the shit he'll have the Glocks moving
If you think you gonna play me bitch I'm not stupid
And I can't fall in love again cause I just shot Cupid bitch
Wok up in my cup I be tripping like the Matrix
Brand new Glock model 2020 it's a stainless
Need a 50 clip, every bullet filled with patience
Setting up the plot shoot the cameras
No surveillance
Pull up with a blade off the henny who you pressing
I'm a evil villain make the call I got connections
I just dropped the Glock lil' bro got Smith & Wesson's
Smack him in the face with the wop teach him a lesson
Cooking up the plot yeah you know I got the recipe
Rest in piece
I just up the chop sing like a melody
Hit him 50 rounds knock him away like J.F Kennedy
Rolling up the grabba with the Runtz it makes good chemistry
Woah bitch all about the money count it up I got the zone lit
.223's knock him down I shoot him make his bone flip
All that shit you talking pussy boy you acting bold and
Imma knock him out and take his chain I got that bonus
Aye Woah Ricky, who the fuck you think you zoning?
All I need is paper and some fronto and I'm rolling
Bitch you ain't on shit just stop rapping, get to growing
I just lit a Backwood all the dead ops what I'm smoking
Dream chasing I won't ever think to backdown
Got my brothers in the ring they gotta pack rounds
Back in high school they called me the class clown
Now I'm running shit I'd love to see you laugh now
Got a big ol' glock with a 40 clip
Got designer sauce and I'm dripping it
We got rocks on rocks and we flipping it
I got rocks in my watch you won't hear it tick
Credits
Writer(s): Eric Duca
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