9 o'clock
We was on your block
Ridin' dirty with a chop
Running through the back door, I don't even gotta knock
Why these rappin' ass niggas tryna walk the talk they talk
They been askin' for the time, I think the GLOCK say 9 o'clock
And, bitch I'm GBG I'm still bangin' the set
If we gotta hit a drill, we in those sheistys and techs
Like I'm tired of being humble, it's time to show 'em the flex
Taking trips they outta state, we had to fly out on a jet
Got two GLOCKY's in my hand, I told 'em maximum effort
If they try to hunt me down then Imma turn to Sylvester
First blood, red suit, my body cold like December
For the all the ones who did me wrong, tell 'em that I remember yeah
Floatin' like a butterfly, I feel like Cassius Clay
And I'm stingin' like a bee so them boys know I don't play
We could send 'em to the sky, we could get that done today
And I'm shooting on a spree, got me ballin' like I'm Ray
Had a little on my plate, but I turned it to a platter
Got my goons up in the cut that could watch your body scatter
'Cause they tryin' to find my low, I told 'em it don't even matter
I don't like to do the talkin', I don't like to do the chatter
When... I was out of town, I couldn't even find no peace
It's so hard to move away when you the one who pays the lease
How the fuck am I the topic, wasn't even in the east
I was fuckin' Asian bitches they ain't even know Chinese
Not gon' lie her shit was shui, yea I said that shit was water
And she callin' me her daddy, I ain't ever been a father
We was grindin' everyday now I'm going even harder
'Till my hand inside the pot, I ain't talkin' Vince Carter
I'd really kill a nigga if they disrespect the team
GBG is EGE 'cause everybody gotta eat
Get the fuck up out the kitchen if you couldn't stand the heat
Pick a spot where we could meet, and you'd get stomped by twenty feet
Uh, bitch... uh, I ain't running
Dolo at the function and ya niggas ain't do nothin'
We was on that block, everyday... Andre Drummond
We gon' light the city up if we hear them birds is humming uh
We was on your block
Ridin' dirty with a chop
Running through the back door, I don't even gotta knock
Why these rappin' ass niggas tryna walk the talk they talk
They been askin' for the time, I think the GLOCK say 9 o'clock
We was on your block
Ridin' dirty with a chop
Running through the back door, I don't even gotta knock
Why these rappin' ass niggas tryna walk the talk they talk
They been askin' for the time, I think the GLOCK say 9 o'clock
Ridin' dirty with a chop
Running through the back door, I don't even gotta knock
Why these rappin' ass niggas tryna walk the talk they talk
They been askin' for the time, I think the GLOCK say 9 o'clock
And, bitch I'm GBG I'm still bangin' the set
If we gotta hit a drill, we in those sheistys and techs
Like I'm tired of being humble, it's time to show 'em the flex
Taking trips they outta state, we had to fly out on a jet
Got two GLOCKY's in my hand, I told 'em maximum effort
If they try to hunt me down then Imma turn to Sylvester
First blood, red suit, my body cold like December
For the all the ones who did me wrong, tell 'em that I remember yeah
Floatin' like a butterfly, I feel like Cassius Clay
And I'm stingin' like a bee so them boys know I don't play
We could send 'em to the sky, we could get that done today
And I'm shooting on a spree, got me ballin' like I'm Ray
Had a little on my plate, but I turned it to a platter
Got my goons up in the cut that could watch your body scatter
'Cause they tryin' to find my low, I told 'em it don't even matter
I don't like to do the talkin', I don't like to do the chatter
When... I was out of town, I couldn't even find no peace
It's so hard to move away when you the one who pays the lease
How the fuck am I the topic, wasn't even in the east
I was fuckin' Asian bitches they ain't even know Chinese
Not gon' lie her shit was shui, yea I said that shit was water
And she callin' me her daddy, I ain't ever been a father
We was grindin' everyday now I'm going even harder
'Till my hand inside the pot, I ain't talkin' Vince Carter
I'd really kill a nigga if they disrespect the team
GBG is EGE 'cause everybody gotta eat
Get the fuck up out the kitchen if you couldn't stand the heat
Pick a spot where we could meet, and you'd get stomped by twenty feet
Uh, bitch... uh, I ain't running
Dolo at the function and ya niggas ain't do nothin'
We was on that block, everyday... Andre Drummond
We gon' light the city up if we hear them birds is humming uh
We was on your block
Ridin' dirty with a chop
Running through the back door, I don't even gotta knock
Why these rappin' ass niggas tryna walk the talk they talk
They been askin' for the time, I think the GLOCK say 9 o'clock
We was on your block
Ridin' dirty with a chop
Running through the back door, I don't even gotta knock
Why these rappin' ass niggas tryna walk the talk they talk
They been askin' for the time, I think the GLOCK say 9 o'clock
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Writer(s): Damion Jaggon
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