Boy
My niggas always droppin' shit, them boys got bad habits
She mad at me, I ain't got no time, I told her cashapp me
He broke as hell, if he wasn't a lame, I'd throw a bag at him
Piss me off, I'll fuck your bitch and have you mad at me

I'm supposed to be in the studio, I'm runnin' through them streets
Tryna pull up on a plug and grab a hunnid, free Meech
Shit, I was posted in the hood before I started rappin' off beats
I mean, I still be in the hood, and you can't book a nigga for cheap

There he go, that's the Glockboy, I got ten milly, its on me
I got shit to do, you tryna take a picture, nigga, then hurry
I tell all the fans be cautious, cause my dawg he be worried
He just wanna make sure I'm good, and he shoot like Stephen Curry, nigga

Just got back home, let me go and grab my blick
I just left the airport, went in straight, pick up the switch
These hoes act like fiends, blowin' me up, tryna get dick
I just blew my whole advance, I could've went and bought two bricks, nigga

The chop dirty, but you know I'm ridin' clean tho
We got liquor for the hoes, I'm off the lean, bro
I had to get up off my ass, was tired being of broke
Nowadays whenever we get bored we go and sell some dope

Bro got motion in the D, just like he TeeJaee
Niggas out here duckin' paper, I'm racin' to a light relay
Mr beat the road, who really dashin' on the freeway
When she slide, there's only one right way, boy, that's the three-way

I ain't never done no coke, but this bitch know I'm dope
Servin' to the fiends, I got a opp who hit my line for coke
Spare em for the bread, but if he broke, he gettin' smoked
So much pressure in my lungs, dead opp's my favorite shit to toke

I ain't gon' lie, my nigga robbin', so he never broke
I'ma crack his bitch, so if he diss me, I'ma crack the joke
She a nasty kinky hoe with me and told me grab the throat
Can't be lackin' in these streets, when I step out, I grab the pole

Yeah, used to havin' bad motives, and now I got these bad habits
Shorty never stress when she with me, cause I'ma cash addict
Every win I take these niggas watch and just get mad at it
Remember, they was talkin' shit fast forward, and now they backtrackin

Call up TeeJaee when I got a move
Born to be a Glockboy don't believe me, watch the way I shoot
Hangin' with some killers, cause they blood, I ain't got shit to prove
Ready for the risk it on the line, I ain't got shit to lose

If they sleepin' on me heavy, brodie, put him in a coma
Reminiscin' bout the pape, cause you was broke since the corona
Nigga, I was still a youngin', learnin' how to cut the corners
Tryna turn into the boss, I can't be workin' for no owners

Man, the way they talkin' hot about the smoke, you think they stoners
Got a shorty who's so cold, but she be knowin' I'm the coldest
Every time she link with me, she say, you niggas be the brokest
Postin' up with counterfeit, boy, you ain't got no fuckin' motion
Got no motion nigga
You ain got no fuckin motion nigga
Everytime she get around this bitch she sayin' you the brokest nigga