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Smokin' on this crud while I'm ridin' with the Glock I was only 13 when I was ridin' with my pops Up this AR-15 blowin' down your whole block Don't call me Rocky Balbola (Big, big, big bands entertainment) Smokin' on this crud while I'm ridin' with the Glock I was only 13 when I was ridin' with my pops Up this AR-15 blowin' down your whole block Don't call me Rocky or Balbola I'm boxin' with the Glock I'm a real skreet nigga Like I'm Gucci in '06 How you say you smokin' Reggie Man, that shit don't make no sense Outside with a pole Catch your ass like a fish Don't talk to me cause you an ho Cause you actin' like a bitch Now I'm givin' out lessons I wanna be an activist Yeah, I'm flexin' with this money That don't mean I'm actin' rich I'm type the nigga that'll sell you for these bands Like I'm money mitch Treat your city like a football Cause I'm runnin' it Run up on you with this bernie MAC Like who you with? Roll you out with this TEC Like I'm Ludacris I be runnin' hoes with this cane Just like I'm a pimp Man, I have feelings with this drink Cause I'm an addict Don't take that cause I'm a simp? Baby and Lil Wayne Like father Like son Don't think we cool Cause you my plug Because I got my gun I know you wanna be like me You is not my son With the police pullin' over me That is not my gun You think it's a game Now it's really, really done Word up to Jay-Z You got 99 problems But this Glock will give you one I'm claustrophobic with this AK You think I'm really, really dumb? I'ma give you bullets like them painkillers Because you're really, really numb Man, I just turned 20 Yeah, it's bout to be July I got to clean up my sin Cause yeah, I used to really lie Can't find no peace at these streets Cause these niggas really dying I'm finna make it out of this shit If I'm lyin', then I'm flyin' Yeah, I know what I'm doin' Ridin' real clean They're like, Quan, why you actin' nice I know you really mean Got this big-ass TEC-9 Eating on some beef YG, I'm throwin' B's Snoop Dogg, I'm throwin' C's I'm the CEO of this shit The work at DG I'm your heavy influence I know you wanna be me Get throwed Bun B Sweet Jones Pimp C I'm playin' pool Eight ball Raspy voice MJG Still stuntin' on these f*ck niggas Why they so mad Livin life like 96 Ridin' in a damn 'lac Man, all these hoes just give me money Coz they know that I'm the Mac I'm bringin' back to my own hood because they know I got they back I know this homie just got killed Because he want his Glock back And you know I'm takin' over You can't get your block back Now, if you pass me that blunt You can't get your blunt back And shout out to the white boys cause I'm smokin' lumberjack I still want that white hoe back It was 2016 when she had me on her snap I ain't goin' back to that city Cause I found a lot of rats And your bitch a shooter Just like Clementine, without a hat I ain't gonna lie, man I really wanna be just like my daddy I pray to God that I make it out I really give out cash I'm bettin' money in that damn casino smokin' on his thrash I'm really outside playin' tennis Blowin' all the racks Big bands entertainment