Out the Gym

Ayy, ayy, woah
 Pooh, you a fool for this one
 With the Glock all in his pants
 He gon' walk out with the Glock all in his pants
 My shooter's jumping out the gym with a Glock all in his pants
 Only want two .38s
 The place is paying 30 bands
 Them shooters move on my command
 I got 'em sticked up in the van
 Jump out gang, no we ain't playing
 Face wrapped up, no Taliban
 Kick in your door to get them bands
 My G hopped out, them niggas ran
 Spin on their block, let off some shots
 And let them boys know I ain't playing
 You say it's up, bitch, what you saying?
 Side of your house, that's where we laying
 When you walk out, we get to spraying
 Pussy bitch, no, I ain't playing
 Spin on their block, let off some shots
 If we don't hit we spin again
 The day I die, nobody cry, walk in the mall and spend a ten
 One Glock 40, two FNs, one got your name, two for your friends
 Young rich nigga in the Benz
 Lord forgive me for my sins
 You rollin' with me, that's a fact, nigga
 I catch you walking out of church on Sunday morning
 Best believe you getting stretched, nigga
 I'm in the streets, they're on the internet
 Send some shots, we gon' send 'em back
 I'm startin' to think these niggas snitching
 When we spin, they never spinning back
 Everything that I rap, swear to God that I'm spitting facts
 Hitting winters on the run, I'm gripping on the MAC
 My chain snatched, your brain snatched
 Glock 40 bullets, your name attached
 Face a nigga just for lookin' at
 I'm way up, ain't no lookin' back
 Ol' pussy boy, who you lookin' at?
 Dope in the kitchen, we cookin' that
 My shooter's jumping out the gym with a Glock all in his pants
 Only want two .38s
 The place is paying 30 bands
 Them shooters move on my command
 I got 'em sticked up in the van
 Jump out gang, no we ain't playing
 Face wrapped up, no Taliban
 Kick in your door to get them bands
 My G hopped out, them niggas ran
 Spin on their block, let off some shots
 And let them boys know I ain't playing
 You say it's up, bitch, what you saying?
 Side of your house, that's where we laying
 When you walk out, we get to spraying
 Pussy bitch, no, I ain't playing
 That life he claim, I swear we living that
 We takin', we ain't giving back
 My feelings, put 'em in the trash
 A hundred, got that shit in cash
 Bitch, we 'bout beefin'
 We hopping out of suburbans, midnight, we creeping
 I'm steady screamin' out murder, tryna get even
 I'ma knock off your whole circle, on the way, we speeding
 I'm in a rush just to murk you
 Living life real fast, moving slow, I'm certain
 Two lines of lean, Adderall and Perks
 Cut 'em up a brick, then take their work
 Matte black Hellcat, nigga, wheel go skrrt
 Pull up, hop out, have your brain on the curb
 We steady be slidin' from sun up to sun down
 Slangin' iron for my niggas is fun now
 Catch you leavin' out the store and get run down
 No leg shot, you getting gunned down
 Straight head shot, big gun sound
 Fuck crime stoppers, we gon' hit their block up
 911, got one down
 My shooter's jumping out the gym with a Glock all in his pants
 Only want two .38s
 The place is paying 30 bands
 Them shooters move on my command
 I got 'em sticked up in the van
 Jump out gang, no we ain't playing
 Face wrapped up, no Taliban
 Kick in your door to get them bands
 My G hopped out, them niggas ran
 Spin on their block, let off some shots
 And let them boys know I ain't playing
 You say it's up, bitch, what you saying?
 Side of your house, that's where we laying
 When you walk out, we get to spraying
 Pussy bitch, no, I ain't playing
 You know
 R.I.P. Lil Sosa, you know
 It's jump out gang forever, you know
 Free Lil Leeky, I just talked to him the other day on collect
 He ready to get back in the backseat too, bitch ass nigga