Glock!
They cannot see me like im Cena
She hitting high notes like Aretha
They tryna come test me I'm the teacher
I'm serving that white hoe like Christina
I'm up in traffic make it hot
Headshot like it's SWAT
They letting that K off through the
They letting that K off through the block
I'm letting that K off through the block
I'm stacking it tall go and get a knot
You ain't have a plan ain't even got a plot
I do what I do, go and get the drop
Ball off the court I even got a shot
All i need is 24 don't need a clock
That's the lil sound of me shootin the glock! glock! glock!
Internet beef ion do that a lot, lot, lot
I'm counting the cheddar I'm loving the guap, guap, guap
Give em a head-tap like he Melo
I'm serving them no looks like Lamelo
Maybe I'm hitting that gas ian touch the pedal
I stuck to myself they ain't even know me
I had me a bald bitch like Ginobili
I stucked to myself now I'm by my doly
They copied the swag now they finna owe me
AH, AH
I'm finna turn up like im X
Bark at em, DMX
Got me the recipe come invest
I'm finna say this shit with my chest
When it comes to this rap shit I'm the best
Not number three, two; Number one
Feel like Minaj told em "They my son"
I'm feeling like Luffy with the Gum
I'm stretching that paper to the sun
I be doing this rap shit just for fun
This shit a freestyle and I'm almost done
I'm feeling like Sonic when I'm on the run
I was chasing them rings gotta get a ton
Not finna settle for a fuckin-
Not finna settle for a honey bun
She hitting high notes like Aretha
They tryna come test me I'm the teacher
I'm serving that white hoe like Christina
I'm up in traffic make it hot
Headshot like it's SWAT
They letting that K off through the
They letting that K off through the block
I'm letting that K off through the block
I'm stacking it tall go and get a knot
You ain't have a plan ain't even got a plot
I do what I do, go and get the drop
Ball off the court I even got a shot
All i need is 24 don't need a clock
That's the lil sound of me shootin the glock! glock! glock!
Internet beef ion do that a lot, lot, lot
I'm counting the cheddar I'm loving the guap, guap, guap
Give em a head-tap like he Melo
I'm serving them no looks like Lamelo
Maybe I'm hitting that gas ian touch the pedal
I stuck to myself they ain't even know me
I had me a bald bitch like Ginobili
I stucked to myself now I'm by my doly
They copied the swag now they finna owe me
AH, AH
I'm finna turn up like im X
Bark at em, DMX
Got me the recipe come invest
I'm finna say this shit with my chest
When it comes to this rap shit I'm the best
Not number three, two; Number one
Feel like Minaj told em "They my son"
I'm feeling like Luffy with the Gum
I'm stretching that paper to the sun
I be doing this rap shit just for fun
This shit a freestyle and I'm almost done
I'm feeling like Sonic when I'm on the run
I was chasing them rings gotta get a ton
Not finna settle for a fuckin-
Not finna settle for a honey bun
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Writer(s): Koto Koto
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