61st and 64th, ain't nobody on that porch Everybody got a everybody tryna score Catch some lag and get the blick And he don't blick back, takes it down Bullets rippin' through his tits With extra clips for all these switches Off to see me and they know to run

My Glock a golden gun.

How you trying to be for me?

You don't even own a gun.

Yo, lil' homie, die.

You ain't Big Black who gave lil' folks a gun.

All these bitches sucking dick.

They come with us.

They using tongue.

Pull up in that skit fast.

Chrome hearts and fresh tags.

Ball of bad bitch out and sent her home with her wet ass.

Niggas get to tweaking, we don't think first, we just splat splat.

And I slime plenty niggas out, I could say slap slap.

I'll come to your city for a show.

I ain't gon' perform if I don't get Glock through the door Bitch, I'm from Iraq, I ain't gon' say it's on the floor I hear burnin' in my backwood, that's the only thing I smoke

Roll up that Mardi Gras, frock, scrap, jock, pack.

Doing a little D Ricky, Moses in scrap.

Bam, getting smoked now.

Y'all still ain't get y'all lick back.

Y'all still ain't get y'all get back.

Whole city know we with that.

First nigga call six slash.

The first is 64th.

Ain't nobody on that porch.

Everybody got a everybody tryna score Catch some lag and get the blick And he don't blick back, chase him down Bullets rippin' through his tits With extra clips for all these switches Ops will see me and they know to run

My Glock a golden gun.

How you trying to be for me?

You don't even own a gun.

Yo, little homie, dad, you ain't big back who gave little folks a gun.

All these bitches sucking dick, they come with us, they using tongue.