Glocks in Japan

I rock like the, band Pop like a, can Hot like the pan, hoes flock to my hand (hoes flock to my hand) Locked in demand while I plot my advance (while I plot my) I'm rare so rare like, glocks in Japan Tell them boys the jig is up Cause they hearts ain't big enough Shit gets hard, they giving up They limbs is soft, they skin ain't tough In this bitch, I'm getting buck Niggas bitches getting fucked I stick her kitty in the cut I like my women thick as f*ck Pro with the aim I'm exposing the lames You a hoe for the fame So ya soul is in chains (so ya soul is in chains) Blows were exchanged Throw bows in the paint No stove, I'm the flame Flow cold like my game (flow cold like my) Walked into this bitch to make a killin' Only sparing women, children But their heads are getting lifted If they're there to do ya biddin' Baby I'm the true n' livin' All that devilshments forbidden Once I say it, don't forget Cause this God ain't too forgivin' And I'm taking any bets Cause the way I roll is different Never worry, never fete Mathematics is the vision knowledge turns to intuition Turn ya fruits into fruition She all caught up in my wisdom Middle finger f*ck the system We need, growth and development (growth and development) I've been in my element Won't settle for no settlement (won't settle for no settlement) Props to the moon for her elegance, it's evident (evident) Hopped out the womb with intelligence, no hesitance