​crashout music

[Verse]
Trench baby, I was on that block
What's up in my cup? Gang, this hardcore Wock'
Draco got a drum, livin' hard for the opps (Hard for the opps)
Gang knock him down, get the broom, I'll get the mop
Spin the block, wit' some music blastin', we on hots
AK-47, fuck am I gon' do with Glocks?
I just copped this Audemar' to flex, I don’t even like the watch
Fuck yo' ho' then leave, why the fuck would I cop a bop?
Aye, fuck a fist, push up (Push up)
Bitch, I got my wood up (Wood up)
Why this ho' tryn' hook up? (Why she tryna?)
Bitch, I'm smoking hookah (Aye)
He don't like my music, he must be off booger-sugar
MILF ho call me sugar
Ay, posted with this stick, my gun equal rights, might just hit yo' bitch
Heard Wayne keep a cutter, masked up, let's go hit a lick
Ay, we tryna see a little trick, 'cause I got my blick (Got my gun)
Niggas know we not on YouTube, Glock gon' make 'em twitch
Huh, huh, Glock make him twitch, huh
Posted wit' my cutter, give a fuck about a bitch, huh
If I see a opp, best believe he gon' get hit, huh
Take time wit' the chop', who said we was movin' quick?
We make crashout music
Like the Matrix, get him glitched
Like a pack, we get him flipped
Like a dead man, movin' stiff
Pockets bangin', movin' Crip
Fuck a ho, then hit the strip
Fuck on hoes, and then I dip (I dip)
Big ass Glock up in my pocket, what the fuck is on yo' hip?