1 Stop Shop

[Intro]
Two Glocks, two Glocks, two Glocks
Run down on me, Run down on em' nigga

[Verse: Glokk40Spaz & Lil EBG]
Run down, run down, hunnid round, gun sounds
Come to the trap, hrr hrr, take out your pistols, hrr hrr
This shit confidential nigga, he act like the middle man get him
He talk to the jake, we gon' kill him
These 556 bullets gon' kill him lil nigga
These 30s gon' feel him up nigga
Hell yeah we can't give no fucks, we ain't right witcha
Hop out with the glizzy [?] then seal it
I wrapped it up, told my brother had to seal it
I had to go far away from the city
1 Stop Shop, come to the damn trenches
Hunnid sum shots, how the fuck we gon' miss you
This baby life shit, man do not take that risk boy
Play with this shit we gon cut off your wrist boy
Huh, smoking that Audi, ain't making no noise
Real block life, 13, ain't playin with no toys
Choppas and sticks peel off with that Rolls Royce
Make him give that shit up, he ain't have no choice
I was just 12 years old, I ain't had no choice
Had to take a nigga through it, I don't like no remorse
Beat a nigga ass in my [?]
Baby life vamp, now I want Dior
Shit get crazy at the corner store
And my brother told me take him out, ain't a hoe
Know he ain't a hoe, caught a blitz then we all go
Shot the [?] had the cops at the corner store
Everybody dead in the land like it's Coco
Beat a nigga ass then I take him like it's Saints Row
Thought I was just rocking by myself, I ain't dolo
You ain't pushing to the damn dot, you a hoe bro
[?]
Young nigga send a pack through the damn mail bro
Hoe don't [?] through the backdoor
You don't got no pistols nigga
This shit confidential nigga, I would help them boys out but them boys not my gang
Baby life solid gang shit, 438
I walk out the bank you see nothing but blue face
Took the cop through the swamp on a high speed chase
Getting robbed like a kick door to the face
You ain't finna take none (Take none)
Man, you know Glokk40 got a dick on his gun
Ima insane nigga, you must got the wrong one
Said you was a top shooter, you ain't pull out your gun
Man these niggas crip, niggas got they whole block spun
We don't do the damn poodles, only pitbulls bruh
Two Glocks, Ima let that bitch pop
Oh you want a Glock? Push up to the one stop shop
Having too much drip, leave a nigga dead, mop
Yopstick in the car, everybody gon' pop
Locksmith in your corner, that bitch unlocked
Fuck your bitch, told that hoe kick rocks
[?] on your block, tick tock
My pockets fat like Rick Ross