Glorified

Super is (D-Rock)

I jump at the homie with the stick, and it modified

She 'em hunnids, they horrified

**** in the streets, you know I'm glorified

Different spots, like I'm a fucking cheetah

Flying high, like I'm a bald eagle

I learned the harder way, just like the Tyrannosaurus

From King Kong, I got a green filler, I got a whole load

I weigh some THC all on my Fendi

I weigh some CBD all on my Gucci

Fuck it, in my hood, they gon' salute me

Fuck it, I might have to go and coup it

Run it, she just drippin' juice, bustin' out a Cuban

When I hit the OG, I don't think I'm human

Trap house jumpin' like a frog, I'm leapin'

Open up the door, choppa preachin' like a nice to meet you

What's that, a Cuban with VS?

I just hit the bag, UPS

She rubbin' the hair on my chest

I feel like a Cuban connect

I keep me a Glock, like a serve and protect

I'm a cop I protect

I just need an address, and I'll have it in forty-eight hours, or less

My diamonds, they came from a teller, I got paint on my eyes

I just work on her leg, and she open her thighs

Open the counter, the better surprise

Open the door, it's a chopper starin' at you in the face

I just flooded the face

Feds finna come, we gon' clear out the place

I got armor for days, I got outta town plays

Just like a barber, the stick finna cut him  fade

They tryna' come and ride a **** wave

I'ma get money till I hit the grave

I don't participate unless paid

I hit lil' mama, and she said it was great

I got more on the way, they gon' go out today

I told the plug, "Let me assemble the plays"

I'm just gon' shoot till an example is made

I split the shippin' alone on the chain

I jump at the homie with the stick, and it modified

She 'em hunnids, they horrified

****, in the streets, you know I'm glorified

Different spots, like I'm a fucking cheetah

Flying high, like I'm a bald eagle

I learned the harder way, just like the Tyrannosaurus

From King Kong, I got a green filler, I got a whole load

I weigh some THC all on my Fendi

I weigh some CBD all on my Gucci

Fuck it, in my hood, they gon' salute me

Fuck it, I might have to go and coup it

Run it, she just drippin' juice, bustin' out a Cuban

When I hit the OG, I don't think I'm human

Trap house jumpin' like a frog, I'm leapin'

Open up the door, choppa preachin' like a nice to meet you