flow

Yeah
uh
my nigga they go
run up in yo home and busting yo dome
Yeah
uh
my nigga lay low
pull out the glock and I came with the scope
Yeah
what
and I came with the smoke, walk with a mop for yo bload we gon' soak
we popping a opp and then send up his soul
you niggas gon' choke, ride round yo town and we snatching yo folks
this not no chief keef but my nigga glo
we doing this easy and call on yo phone
I feel like a wolf cuz all on my lone
these niggas they soft liek they is a cream cone
that nigga a bitch and I toss him a bone
I'm gonna go global and do all the shows
and name me a nigga that can match my flow
yeah

put a chrome to yo head
nigga aint talking he dead
lay in yo bed
empty my clip with the lead
its a whole lotta red
all you gonna see is red
I don't really talk to the feds
got the wok and it bled
got my glock tucked in the waist
and it gon' buss on yo face