Mister Glock 2 E

Yo Manny! Let the band play. Glizzock. Yeah! Yeah, wild card out of my kidneys. I'm one hustlin' ass young nigga, I got racks Stuffed all in my denim. I'm one money gettin' ass lil' nigga, you know That I keep me a pistol. I stayed down and my money got bigger, now They callin' me mister. Glock. Yeah. Mister shit on all his opps. Bitch, I'm mister flex a lot. Yeah, mister stack it 'til it rot. Yeah, mister don't care what it cost. Yeah, mister let that chopper talk. Yeah, mister spend that shit and get that shit Right back 'cause it ain't nothin'. Play with Glizzock then you die. Where I'm from we shoot shit for fun. Fourteen smokin' dope, shootin' guns. Yeah, fifteen flippin' o's of onion. Sixteen takin' niggas' money. Seventeen had junkies jumpin'. Eighteen got locked up for hustlin'. Nineteen made a milli', motherfucka. Paper route business, motherfucka. I handle my business, motherfucka. Yeah, I get busy, motherfucka. Just mind your business, motherfucka. Run me my digits, motherfucka. Can't sign no dealie, motherfucka. No, I can't sign shit unless it's eight figures, Motherfucka. Yeah, fuck all that, I ain't sellin' my Soul. I just go back to sellin' them bowls. I'm stickin' to the code. I'll never put a Bitch before my dough. No, this on my soul. Everybody know that I keep the shit on and I keep one on me. Everybody know. Glock don't give no fuck about a nigga or His homies. Self-made nigga, yeah I'm a loner. Who want smoke? Yeah bitch I'm a stoner. Come get your bitch, man you must don't want Her. Beat that thing up and you know I Bone her. Hit it at the park, yeah I'm Talkin' 'bout home run. Now I got these bitches Head gone-gone. She said that she love me long-long. Time is money, bitch. I am addicted to hustlin', bitch. Remember them days I was strugglin', bitch. Thanks for all that, now I'm havin' it, bitch. Yeah, really havin' this shit. Money, choppers and choppers and shit. I keep me a baddest Adidas, lil' bitch. Keep somethin' on my hip, it's somethin' to sip, Nigga. I got- Wild card of my kidneys. I'm one hustlin' ass young nigga, I got racks Stuffed all in my denim. I'm one money gettin' ass lil' nigga, You know that I keep me a pistol. I stayed down and my money got bigger, now They callin' me mister. Glock. Yeah. Mister shit on all his opps. Yeah bitch I'm mister flex a lot. Yeah, mister stack it 'til it rot. Yeah, mister don't care what it cost. Yeah, mister let that chopper talk. Yeah, mister spend that shit and get that shit Right back 'cause it ain't nothin'. The fuck? Wild card out my kidneys. I'm one hustlin' ass young nigga, I got racks Stuffed all in my denim. Yeah. For real, nigga.