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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Glokk40Spaz
Glokk40Spaz
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Alvarado
Alex Alvarado
Composer
Alex Gabriel Quezada
Alex Gabriel Quezada
Lyrics
Quantavious T. Thomas
Quantavious T. Thomas
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
AL CHAPO
AL CHAPO
Producer
SenseiATL
SenseiATL
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Chapo
[Chorus]
Yeah, **** take precaution when you step in this trap house
Only drugs and guns allowed
I get money money everyday, I'm a cash cow
Huh, my trust done ran out
Huh, they block get fanned down
Enough ammo to shut yo' damn mouth
Enough ammo to shoot this stick, and yo' ass ran out, huh
I'm eighteen, ****, I can do it by myself, I'm a man now
This a G-30, it's my favorite, this bitch shoot so loud
These bitches be dick grabbin', they be dick hoppin', wanna shout out
Need a solution to yo' problem? Drink this Wok'
****, you wanna live life on the edge? Say, "Fuck them cops"
[Verse 1]
I don't give a fuck 'bout you feelin' like you finna get caught in the mix, ****, send that drop
I be antisocial with the goddamn bitch until twelve o'clock
"How many shots?", Twenty-seven
Bitch, I'm in Seven Heaven
They ain't gon' never get me
Huh, yo' bitch got good Becky
Hold my pistol, bitch, you know my stick heavy
We gon' have a goddamn bang out, touch Makaveli
We gon' slide on all the opps while we got this stolen Chevy
I been hittin' shit with this Glock, ****, I'm a veterinarian
He don't want no beef, he went vegetarian
Got the biggest stain, boy, I pass every level
So much stain, probably should meet the devil
You a pussy ****, I be wit' real steppas
Remix songs, like I'm David Guetta
I'll fuck yo' bitch in a ripped sweater
I can get hard in the cold weather
I got love scars from the Glock metal
Think he hold weight, we gon' bench press 'em
I don't do no dates, let off them shots, it's a cold case
V-LONE on my back, color OJ
Whoa, don't like 'em, he can't stay
[Chorus]
Yeah, **** take precaution when you step in this trap house
Only drugs and guns allowed
I get money money everyday, I'm a cash cow
Huh, my trust done ran out
Huh, they block get fanned down
Enough ammo to shut yo' damn mouth
Enough ammo to shoot this stick, and yo' ass ran out, huh
I'm eighteen, ****, I can do it by myself, I'm a man now
This a G-30, it's my favorite, this bitch shoot so loud
These bitches be dick grabbin', they be dick hoppin', wanna shout out
Need a solution to yo' problem? Drink this Wok'
****, you wanna live life on the edge? Say, "Fuck them cops" (Fuck twelve)
Written by: Alex Alvarado, Alexander Quezada, Spaz Oso Angelo
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