Dicks Out

[Chorus]
Dicks out like a orgy (rah)
Dicks out like a orgy (rah)
Big Klit, big Glocks, it's a 40
I’ma marry my Glock, she my shorty
Dicks out like a orgy (rah)
Dicks out like a orgy (rah)
Big Klit, big Glocks, it's a 40
I'ma marry my Glock, she my shorty

[Verse 1]
Something wrong with my brain
The voices never go away, go away
Something wrong with my brain
Bitch this a robbery
Put the whistle to his arteries
Roll up with the 9 on me
What the fuck is wrong with me
(?)
Many things you won’t believe
Do not dare, don't you deceive
My mind playing tricks on me
Bury you under the tree
It's the way it finna be

[Chorus]
Dicks out like a orgy (rah)
Dicks out like a orgy (rah)
Big Klit, big Glocks, it's a 40
I'ma marry my Glock, she my shorty
Dicks out like a orgy (rah)
Dicks out like a orgy (rah)
Big Klit, big Glocks, it's a 40
I'ma marry my Glock, she my shorty