Fuck Boy, ayy, bumbaclot boy, ayy 
Say one thing then we gon be on your block boy 
Got a lot boy, thats that Glock boy 
Fuck boy, toting some Glock boy 
Fuck boy bumbaclot boy 
Bumbaclot boy 
Ayy, ayy 
Dududuh 
Bang, dududuh, bang, dududuh, ayy, ayy
Bang, ayy
Im smokin strong ass pack and shit 
My niggas come through wackin shit
Bad bitches rub my back and shit
Like the police, they always ask me shit
I be addin shit, subtractin shit 
Lately, I been on some relaxin shit 
I bet motherfuckers wanna know how big my mansion is 
Let me tell a fuck nigga just glance at it 
Ayy, fuck boy, bumbaclot boy 
Say one thing we gon be on your block boy, ayy 
We them Glo Gang hotboys 
Come through killin shit and they cant stop us 
So run your block up 
Im comin through with all nine, Glocks and choppers 
And aint nobody gettin locked up 
We aint snitchin and you niggas not us 
Sendin shit like mailmans 
Ten niggas in one lil caravan 
Lotta tools and a couple of handy men 
Come through bustin at you, better duck when you hear the man 
Im glod up like a candle, man 
And my chain carry no diamonds, that lil man 
And I bet your bitch a happy camper, man 
She give brain like she got a happy temperament 
For fuck boys I am Casper 
They say what up and I look past em 
I got a AK with a dagger 
And Ima shoot your ass up then Ima stab you up 
Almighty spectacular 
In the stu late night, buying beats like Im Dracula 
Let a nigga act like he tryna fight me, then Ima light him up 
Member when I used to aint have shit, now I got the finest stuff 
Im smokin strong ass pack and shit 
My niggas come through wackin shit 
Bad bitches rub my back and shit 
Like the police, they always ask me shit 
I be addin shit, subtractin shit 
Lately, I been on some relaxin shit 
I bet motherfuckers wanna know how big my mansion is 
Let me tell a fuck nigga just glance at it 
Im winning, no pretending 
Windows tinted , none of my cars rented 
I could spend it , so I can spend it 
Smokin Tooka when Im reminiscin 
Pull up on your block like skrr 
Fuck niggas gon freeze up like burr 
I like lean, I dont want no beer 
Im eighteen, I dont want no beer 
Six thots wouldnt fit one me 
Glock 18, aint need to be dumb with me 
Try to come up in here, turn your ass to lunch beef 
Lotta fire what you gonna see 
I still like my bitch conceited 
Still 300 OBlock till Im bleeding 
We still in the streets killin oppositions 
Im coolin in the stu, tryna make me a billion 
Throw your set up, throw your gats up 
Throw the wrong gat up then you get smacked up 
Throw the wrong set up then you get stretched up 
I got a small circle, I done lessed up 
But I got shooters in Miami 
Got shooters in Los Angeles 
Got shooters in Alabama 
Shoot your concert up and leave nothing but cameras 
Im smokin strong ass pack and shit 
My niggas come through wackin shit 
Bad bitches rub my back and shit 
Like the police, they always ask me shit
I be addin shit, subtractin shit 
Lately, I been on some relaxin shit
I bet motherfuckers wanna know how big my mansion is 
Let me tell a fuck nigga just glance at it 
Haha