GLOCK N DA BAD NEWS BAG

[Intro]
—I just look at the sky
Through this panoramic [?]
My foot on the gas, I'm in that coupe
Get some money, ain't nothin' else to do
We take risks like we got nothin' to lose
I'm always thinkin' about my next—
(I love DJ Gren8de)
Man, I be hearin' y'all niggas tryna run off with my shit man
SOS
Give that shit back man, find your own way
(Kp4x)
Yeah

[Chorus]
Glock in the bad news bag
It'll turn a nigga day to a bad one fast
This car fast, it still got paper tags
I'm countin' this cash in my other bitch bed
I'm countin' this cash, now my old bitch mad
To get this money, had to give it all I had
She plottin' on me, they want me to go out bad
Damn, I can't go like that
Don't play like that, get smoked like that
I think I want a Hellcat
I'm gettin' money now, run and tell that
When you broke, they be quick to tell everybody
When you count it up, these hoes be for everybody
Poles on us and they really anybody
Just gotta love me 'cause them bands on me

[Verse]
Sometimes I just look at the sky
Through this panoramic [?]
My foot on the gas, I'm in that coupe
Get some money, ain't nothin' else to do
We take risks like we got nothin' to lose
I'm always thinkin' about my next move
If you in the way, then you better move
I'm gon' count it up, you know how we do
I'ma get this money 'cause I know how to do it
They tryna steal my sound, I'm an influence
Designer shades on, I'm under the influence
I'm talkin' to the money, I speak fluent
I told you that I was a star before you knew it
You prolly couldn't do what I did, would've blew it
Had to go through some lil' things
You know that this shit just come with the game
Everywhere I go, I got that thang
They tryna take me out my lane
You know it ain't shit to make it rain
Y'all niggas don't feel my pain
I'm clutchin', it ain't no thang
I get high like the old Gucci Mane
I smoke back to back like Juicy J

[Chorus]
Glock in the bad news bag
It'll turn a nigga day to a bad one fast
This car fast, it still got paper tags
I'm countin' this cash in my other bitch bed
I'm countin' this cash, now my old bitch mad
To get this money, had to give it all I had
She plottin' on me, they want me to go out bad
Damn, I can't go like that
Don't play like that, get smoked like that
I think I want a Hellcat
I'm gettin' money now, run and tell that
When you broke, they be quick to tell everybody
When you count it up, these hoes be for everybody
Poles on us and they really anybody
Just gotta love me 'cause them bands on me