Thug's In My House

Hah (ok is the hardest, I swear to God)

Talm' 'bout Glokk, talm' 'bout nun

(W-we gon' be ok)

Talm' 'bout Glokk, talm' 'bout nun

Huh

Gas in this bih', know I'm smokin' on that top tier

Thugs is in my spot right now, why the fuck you think lil' Glokk here?

And you gon' get him popped if you let him talk like he got opps here

Think he was top opp, that boy got popped, now, they call FOX here

Quagen' in my cup, the Glock in my pocket, it get hot in here

Drac' equipped, put attachments on that bih', like how that stock feel?

Know I'ma get him flipped if he got ties with that lil' bop still

And no, I ain't sippin' no Tris', you got me fucked up, what's that Wock' bill?

Huh, what's that Wock' bill?

Pop at opps, don't pop pills

Take your drugs, fuck that deal

We hop out, stick hit hard like holyfield

Draco got that clip to knock him down, he slipped, banana peel

If she won't suck my dick tonight, not trippin', I know Hannah will

Turned around, just realized like what the fuck

I don't know how you always yappin', but yo’ lil’ Glock be always tucked

2 thousand for this pint, 'cause she couldn't drink nun' but my nut

Know I ain' doin' no fighting, I got that Glock, lil' bitch I'm crooked, yah

Guard come in my cell, she snucked them drugs inside that book, yah

One eye open, blick in hand, sleepin' on top bunk

Lil Glokk ain't no handyman, hell nah, I ain't fix that slut, huh

Fly that pack by Amsterdam, hell nah, we ain't go by the truck

I got attachments, I got sights on all these bitches like all my Glocks

Who the fuck got smacked up by the whoa's? You think we fought?

This ain't Marvel, this the Mobb, we come in like the juggernaut

It's so crazy cause this bih' bad but this hoe like to talk a lot

In your trap, they don't even duck down no more, 'cause them **** have found your spot

Tuh, I'm playin' with that carbon, I'm goin' retarded, I tell 'em pull up to that dot, huh

****, don't really care 'bout your bro, 'cause that **** pull up, shoot your yacht

Punchin' my dick in your bitch but i'd rather do that than punch-in a clock

Yeah, love all my haters, yeah, love-hate

Pape' chase, metal hit him, brace face

Lovin' that AK, hah

Free the gang, fuck JPay, huh

And I want all my opps gone before my death day, huh

You know I'm tryna get him knocked, them **** tryna play it safe

Dunk my opps before, but you know I got shoes so you know it's Kurt case

Catch him with whatever, ****

Thirty racks on these bezels, ****

No this not your level, ****

Came through, knocked down several ****