Writer(s): Jonathan Kirk, Rodrick Moore Jr., Ross Portaro IV
Woo woo I pull up like
How you pull up baby how you pull up
How you pull up I pull up Seth in the kitchen let's go
Brand new Lamboghini f a cop car
With the pistol on my hip
Like im a cop yeah yeah
Have you ever met a real rockstar yeah
This ain't no guitar this a glock
Woo my glock told me to promise you gon squeeze me
You better let me go the day you need me
Up me on that get to bustin
And if I ain't enough go get the chop
It's safe to say I earned it
Ain't a gave me nothin
I'm ready hop out on get to bustin
Know you heard me say
You play you lay don't make me push the button
Full of pain dropped enough tears to fill up a bucket
Going for buckets I bought a chopper
I gotta big drum it hold a hundred
Ain't going for nothin
Ready to air it out on all these
I can see em runnin
Just talked to my mama she hit me on face time
Just to check up on me and my brother
I'm really the baby she know that her youngest son always guaranteed to get the money
Ok let's go
She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot
She know what I do
She know fore I run from a
I'ma pull it out boom
PTSD I'm always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu
My daughter a G she saw me kill a before the age of two
And I'll kill another too Let's go
Brand new Lamboghini f a cop car
With the pistol on my hip
Like im a cop yeah yeah
Have you ever met a real rockstar yeah
This ain't no guitar this a glock
Woo my glock told me to promise you gon squeeze me
You better let me go the day you need me
Up me on that get to bustin
And if I ain't enough go get the chop
Keep a when I ride in a Suburban
Cause the codeine had a young swervin
I got the mop watch me wash em like detergent
And I'm ballin that's why It's diamonds on my jersey
Slide on opps side and flip the block yeah
My junior popped him and left him lopsided yeah yeah
We spin his block got the rebound Dennis Rodman
Fool me one time you can't cross me again
Twelve hundred horse power
I get lost in the wind
If he talking on the yeard the pen dogs take his chin
Maybach SUVs for my refugees
Buy blocks in the hood
Put money in the streets
I was solo when the opps
Caught me at the gas station
Had it on me thirty thousand
Thought it was my last day
But they ain't even want no smoke
If I had to choose it murder what she wrote
Brand new Lamboghini f a cop car
With the pistol on my hip
Like im a cop yeah yeah
Have you ever met a real rockstar yeah
This ain't no guitar this a glock
Woo my glock told me to promise you gon squeeze me
You better let me go the day you need me
Up me on that get to bustin
And if I ain't enough go get the
