Pop Rocks (G-Lock)

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah I really ride with 100’s and them beams and them 30’s niggas know, uh, yea

[Verse 1]
Bro just called me, Yea he killed a opp, that’s a high five
Now him and his dead man connected like they Wi-Fi
I get my step on, Malbury, Yea I shoot em’ in his head his t-shirt red, strawberry
Uh, Uh
I just got a Glock hold 100, let me know if you want it
Add a switch to make it shoot rapid, just tap it,uh
You the reason that ya man gone, niggas turnt up, you the reason for that headstone
Heard some niggas out here tryna do me, tryna end my movie
Got some niggas mad, cause they main bitches, listen to me
Rap saved niggas fore’ rap my life was like a movie, 2016 Saint Laurent, mix match it with the Louis
Headshot have his shit inflated, he look like he Stewie
3 headshots, his dreads on fire, now they hot fries
Chef with the Hot, cook a nigga now he deep fried
2 shooters, on different sides, he get a peace sign
Sittin’ on a nigga crib, put that ass on recline, press a button, paint em red, like he the decline

Got a beam and a 50

[Verse 2]
Hit a nigga with the Pap, I’m first to up it if he reachin’
Bitch got a smart mouth, her ass fat and she Rican
But “ No Habla Inglés” yea my bitch don’t do no speaking’
These niggas they’ll hate you over pussy, yea they shot out
I don’t do the Smiths but I will bring them Glocks out
If we shoot ya crib 100 times I guess that shit a hot house
We the reason that these pussy niggas run and scatted, we the reason why these pussy niggas gettin’ tatted