Whoa Glock 30 we gone spray
He talking down boy ain't no way
Call my shooter get you faced
We get em took off erased
I roll a 3.5 then i face
I cannot match with him cause he laced
Feel like Charleston White with the mace
Feel like Charleston White with the hate
Pick yo bro up its to late
I got shooters thats on pay
I tried run off from the jakes
They tryna stop me from my pape
Essential only not no Bape
I got Givenchy on my waist
I bet this AR make him lay
I hope my brothers beat that case nigga
Fuck 12 Fuck a Jake