Letra
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Intro
Walk with the stick, 4-5, I got the glick
Look, look, look
Verse
How you a plug, you not mailing it first?
Rapping niggas wanna lie in their verse
Pockets swole, every day is the first
Big Glock, you better put back that Nerf
Twenty-four clips, I might play for the Lakers
Two plugs, and they both owe me papers
Shake it up, with the Glock, Zendaya
In a Benz, dog goes like a racer
Brrr
On the block, selling chicken, no fries
He say he gon' slide, I’m already outside
That nigga gon' fold, see a snitch in his eyes
Good pack came in right with my ride
On the block, with a MAC, I feel lucky
Got a Glock, with a knife, like Chucky
I gotta throw away because it got rusty
I cheat the MC Hammer, you cannot touch me
I'm catching pays, I feel like I’m John Madden
I heard a lil' nigga want smoke, well, who matching?
Open the gas tank, threw in some matches
I got the .50, why you thinking I'm sagging?
Said its gas, but I opened the plastic
He thought it was sweet, he leak from a napkin
Stick in the club, but I brought a mask in
RuPaul with the stick, we gon' drag him
Put my hand on your son like a pastor
Snake your man, now I'm feeling like Rico
On the block, every day, where my feet go
Every time, it's on sight, like Shego
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