Fear
I got the Glock on me and I ain't got no shit to fear
She said"Taylor why you hating?" I don't like to hear
I got this bad lil bitch trynna suck me up in the back of the rear
Got this bad lil hoe, she trynna suck me up
Ima boot up off these shrooms they boutta get me stuck
AR-15, yeah I keep a scope, got a laser beam, aim it at your dome
I got the Glock on me and I ain't got no shit to fear
Me and the gang in the back of the trap so let em know we here
Run up on us turn your coat red like you Paul Revere
I've been getting to the cash, I spent 10 racks this shit all new to me
Cashing a check straight off of the wake up, that's just part of my daily routine
Bad lil bitch, I'm loving her figure, off of the cover of a magazine
Mama told me that she proud of me, I ran up the numbers before 18
Got me geekin off the molly, Don't fuck with Henny unless the first name Holly
She ask if I love her, hardly, I only fuck with her when she gonna ride like a Harley
I pass her to one of my bros, we throw her the bands
She get down to touching her toes, Just cause Jay done walked in the building
That lil bitch start doing the most, On God
I got the Glock on me and I ain't got no shit to fear
She said"Taylor why you hating?" I don't like to hear
I got this bad lil bitch trynna suck me up in the back of the rear
Got this bad lil hoe, she trynna suck me up
Ima boot up off these shrooms they boutta get me stuck
AR-15, yeah I keep a scope, got a laser beam, aim it at your dome
Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh
Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh
Why would I fear you niggas? I know what I'm bout
I got this bad hoe on my dick and she finna turn me gold
When that 40 hit you gon bounce back, leave you Big Sean nigga
I know you niggas feelin like the man, feelin like you Rich Quan nigga
My homies been asking if that's my hoe, I'm asking like"Which one nigga?"
I got a big gun, gon chop your limbs and take your head
Bitch this target, none of my guys scared to leave you dead
19, it be pumpin lead, knock em down We jump your mans
I get stupid bread, Go to the streets it's on your head
If I don't do it, my brother gon do it instead
I got the Glock on me and I ain't got no shit to fear
She said"Taylor why you hating?" I don't like to hear
I got this bad lil bitch trynna suck me up in the back of the rear
Got this bad lil hoe, she trynna suck me up
Ima boot up off these shrooms they boutta get me stuck
AR-15, yeah I keep a scope, got a laser beam, aim it at your dome
She said"Taylor why you hating?" I don't like to hear
I got this bad lil bitch trynna suck me up in the back of the rear
Got this bad lil hoe, she trynna suck me up
Ima boot up off these shrooms they boutta get me stuck
AR-15, yeah I keep a scope, got a laser beam, aim it at your dome
I got the Glock on me and I ain't got no shit to fear
Me and the gang in the back of the trap so let em know we here
Run up on us turn your coat red like you Paul Revere
I've been getting to the cash, I spent 10 racks this shit all new to me
Cashing a check straight off of the wake up, that's just part of my daily routine
Bad lil bitch, I'm loving her figure, off of the cover of a magazine
Mama told me that she proud of me, I ran up the numbers before 18
Got me geekin off the molly, Don't fuck with Henny unless the first name Holly
She ask if I love her, hardly, I only fuck with her when she gonna ride like a Harley
I pass her to one of my bros, we throw her the bands
She get down to touching her toes, Just cause Jay done walked in the building
That lil bitch start doing the most, On God
I got the Glock on me and I ain't got no shit to fear
She said"Taylor why you hating?" I don't like to hear
I got this bad lil bitch trynna suck me up in the back of the rear
Got this bad lil hoe, she trynna suck me up
Ima boot up off these shrooms they boutta get me stuck
AR-15, yeah I keep a scope, got a laser beam, aim it at your dome
Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh
Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh
Why would I fear you niggas? I know what I'm bout
I got this bad hoe on my dick and she finna turn me gold
When that 40 hit you gon bounce back, leave you Big Sean nigga
I know you niggas feelin like the man, feelin like you Rich Quan nigga
My homies been asking if that's my hoe, I'm asking like"Which one nigga?"
I got a big gun, gon chop your limbs and take your head
Bitch this target, none of my guys scared to leave you dead
19, it be pumpin lead, knock em down We jump your mans
I get stupid bread, Go to the streets it's on your head
If I don't do it, my brother gon do it instead
I got the Glock on me and I ain't got no shit to fear
She said"Taylor why you hating?" I don't like to hear
I got this bad lil bitch trynna suck me up in the back of the rear
Got this bad lil hoe, she trynna suck me up
Ima boot up off these shrooms they boutta get me stuck
AR-15, yeah I keep a scope, got a laser beam, aim it at your dome
Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Taylor, Jason Parra, Taylor Torsak
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