45 And a Glock 9 (feat. JayDaYoungan)

Four-fives and them Glock-9's, I been totin’ shit since I was 12

I just got out of the county and I was fucked up so I couldn't make a bail

My mama told me to go get it lil' **** and I got this shit out the trap

I need me a bed in the booth

Traded sleep for success so I can’t take a nap

Fuck it, I need all the profit

Bitch, eat up the lingo, you learnin' the language

My auntie told me that I'm next

Ain't no way I can fall so you know I'ma claim it

I got this shit out the mud, I wasn't askin' for help, got this shit on my own

These labels keep throwin' me deals but it won’t be

A problem ’cause I'm in my zone, yeah

Soldier gon’ eat up the beat while I"m smokin a 'Wood

Put that bitch in my face, yeah

**** be pussy for real and he said it was up so I caught me a case, yeah

I'ma go bust me a move dawg, I'm feelin like fuck it, I really don't care, ya

I'm feelin' like Al Capone, bitch if you want smoke then put it in the air, ya

I'm kickin big shit with the smokers I'm out in your city if you lookin for me

I'ma pull up with the Glock-24 and I'm clutchin' that bitch like I'm Kobe

Thirty shots, bitch I'm feelin' like Curry, yeah

I'm in LA like I'm Worthy, yeah

I had to quit fuckin' with **** 'cause **** be fake

And these **** be dirty (Damn) I been in this shit for some years (Okay)

I do not vibe with queers (For real)

I'ma roll up me a blunt, me and bruh in the city and we changin' gears

Fuck it, Trap it out, bitch 'cause I need it (Yeah)

I gotta take care of my people (Yeah)

I'm movin' big shit out the house got them folks

Lookin' for me, they think it's illegal, yeah

Four-fives and them Glock-9's, I been totin’ shit since I was 12

I just got out of the county and I was fucked up so I couldn't make a bail

My mama told me to go get it lil' **** and I got this shit out the trap

I need me a bed in the booth

Traded sleep for success so I can’t take a nap

We get the pack through the mail

Pull up at the trap, we stay catchin' them sales

Scopin' the block, gotta watch out for 12

Shit get hot, know the feds on my trail

Real gas pack, can't get rid of the smell

Bitch **** rat, yeah they be quick to tell

Pussy you play, you get hit with some shells

I come out on top, no this shit never fail

Had to get back on my feet when I fell

Stand on they chest, I be givin' 'em hell

This for my **** who locked in that cell

This for my **** who locked in that cell

Sippin' on mud, movin' slow like a snail

High as a bitch, right now I can't spell

Boy you a bitch, go polish your nails

Get slapped in your shit, in my face tryna yell

Fuck 'em, they say they ain't doin' no talkin'

I hope they know all my **** some shottas

Pull up on my block, we gon' load up them choppers

Let go at your top, aimin' straight for your collar

We come and see 'bout you since you got a problem

Get to the bag, fell in love with them dollars

Young street ****, sue all of my rastas

These hoes gon' be hoes, ain't no way you can stop 'em, yeah

Four-fives and them Glock-9's, I been totin’ shit since I was 12

I just got out of the county and I was fucked up so I couldn't make a bail

My mama told me to go get it lil' **** and I got this shit out the trap

I need me a bed in the booth

Traded sleep for success so I can’t take a nap

Four-fives and them Glock-9's, I been totin’ shit since I was 12

I just got out of the county and I was fucked up so I couldn't make a bail

My mama told me to go get it lil' **** and I got this shit out the trap

I need me a bed in the booth

Traded sleep for success so I can’t take a nap