Glock For?

Think you're a tough guy with these Guns Is that what it is No But after what happened at the bar I thought You though what Let me tell you something I've seen more guys with guns wet the bed then anything It's when the other guy has a gun and pulls his out And then we see who the real tough guy is Yeahhhh It's B.News baby not your average average We we up in this bitch and doing damage damage Look baby I'm a savage not a pop star What you think I'm rolling with this Glock For Got bangers in the stash my cuts surpassing OJ's The fact that I'm killing the game is what they won't state Smile in my place bout face and then they go hate My people just waiting to turn em into a cold case Cause those type guys telling bold face lies Scheming on the throne plotting from inside So we cut the grass often til' the snakes all show Then we open up the cages let the mongoose go Ev everybody gets grands when you stick to the plans If not shooters chase your mans with a stick in his hand Cause these the laws of the land the rules of the game There ain't no telling what I'll do for the fame So stay in your lane and don't swerve in mine And I won't be forced to Vin Diesel your ride A piece of the pie boy you won't get that But you could watch from the side while I count my stacks It's it's B.News baby not your average average We we up in this bitch and doing damage damage Lo look baby I'm a savage not a pop star What you think I'm rolling with this Glock For You don't got much so what the f*ck do you boast bout Ten out of ten I'm killing them with the post route The ghost out next the goons and the goblins So when it comes to real you don't fall in the column A seasoned veteran have you falling in Autumn We heard your last shit and nearly died of boredom Always hit like Jordan heart of Kobe baby And with these fake fucks is where I won't be baby It's FreshMob Navy we at one with the tide ho The battle ships a yacht and we call it the Side Ho We run a tight shift cause loose lips sink ships Play like Messi in the semi going after the ship Full like my clip holding one in the chamber Bout to clear my pipes and let loose like a sanger Like young Sammy going after the grammy When it's all said and done I do it all for the family It's it's B.News baby not your average average We we up in this bitch and doing damage damage Lo look baby I'm a savage not a pop star What you think I'm rolling with this Glock For Let me see that fucking gun This is you man this is class Let me see this let me see this I want to fucking shoot somebody you know what I mean Well it's gun you know I want to shoot somebody too