Up the Glock

[Intro: P Yungin]
(I got Hitman on the beat)
Ayy, ayy, I ain't even gotta say nothing

[Chorus: P Yungin]
I'm from that Plaq, I go by P Yungin, you know what it is
Bitch nigga try something with my gang and we gon' blow at his kid
I had some snakes up in my circle, so you know what I did
COS the gang, that's what I claim, so nigga, fuck who you with
If it's a problem, bitch, you might wanna solve it
Punish him, I'm all the way to the top, no, I ain't never falling
All my niggas, they balling
Fuck your bitch, then I have her calling
Bust him up, have his people talking
Leave a hole in his head like a dolphin
Nigga, fuck that bar, I want him in the coffin

[Verse 1: P Yungin]
Nigga, fuck that bar, I want him in the coffin
Just for that talking, we pull up and off him
I send my youngins, they pull up like vultures
Fuck on your bitch and I call her the bomb (Hold on)
Hold on bitch, don't turn me down, 'cause when I catch you, I'ma leave you dеad
All these niggas, they bе speaking on the gang, but they ain't yet
We swerved on him and I bet that pussy bitch couldn't see his head
The way the beat bassing up on the song'll fuck a nigga bed (Know how we pop that shit, nigga, know what it is, ayy, look)
Favorite color red and I'll leave a nigga dead
I'll never trust a bitch even if she give me some head
James Harden in the Glock, GG'll bust a nigga face
You better not get up out of place
4KTrey aim it his face
Well, fuck it, aim it at his bae
These niggas talking, we don't play

[Chorus: P Yungin]
I'm from that Plaq, I go by P Yungin, you know what it is
Bitch nigga try something with my gang and we gon' blow at his kid
I had some snakes up in my circle, so you know what I did
COS the gang, that's what I claim, so nigga, fuck who you with
If it's a problem, bitch, you might wanna solve it
Punish him, I'm all the way to the top, no, I ain't never falling
All my niggas, they balling
Fuck your bitch, then I have her calling
Bust him up, have his people talking
Leave a hole in his head like a dolphin
Nigga, fuck that bar, I want him in the coffin

[Verse 2: Youngboy Never Broke Again]
It's code red, Top say slime gon' leave him dead
Hop out and spray it, gon' be taking off his head
We gon' let him talk, that pussy boy just lay in his bed
Get his fingerprint to identify him, that's what they said, man
Cold case, I can't let 'em slide, I gotta kill 'em what my soul say
Riding inside that Wraith just like a villain, I'm like who wanna play?
It's 4KTrey, we put guns to face, ain't nobody safe
For indictment's sake, make sure he erased, bro and them clean the plate

[Chorus: P Yungin]
I'm from that Plaq, I go by P Yungin, you know what it is
Bitch nigga try something with my gang and we gon' blow at his kid
I had some snakes up in my circle, so you know what I did
COS the gang, that's what I claim, so nigga, fuck who you with
If it's a problem, bitch, you might wanna solve it
Punish him, I'm all the way to the top, no, I ain't never falling
All my niggas, they balling
Fuck your bitch, then I have her calling
Bust him up, have his people talking
Leave a hole in his head like a dolphin
Nigga, fuck that bar, I want him in the coffin

[Verse 3: Youngboy Never Broke Again & P Yungin]
Went up right to that plate, they be stepping
Pull up on him, I hit him with the Wesson
Got a Glock and a stick in a Chevy
Fuck that boy, I'ma pop at his melon
We be all around the board
Every night, I'ma sleep with that sword
Throw it, leave that beef inside the streets, you know I tote it
All these niggas, they be talking bringing pressure and we force it
Torture, bring that bitch down, nigga know I'm for it
Big extensions reaching from a distance, no extension cords
Bullets flying 'round the club, and them bitches, they coming towards you (Baow, baow)

[Outro: P Yungin & NBA Youngboy]
Dead right on 8 street
Yeah, bitch, we'll fuck over any nigga that come around, nigga know what it is, you heard me? (P Yungin off on Pack Street)
Big 38, you heard me (Drop your loc', we meet up, make them pussies have a track meet)
4KTrey COS shit (Who said that they gon' step me? Tell that pussy nigga at me)
All these niggas, they be talking, these niggas ain't cut
You hear me? I'm like that, I'll bust you up (Yeah, yeah, gang)
Dead right on 8 street
P Yungin off on Pack Street
Drop your loc', we meet up, make them pussies have a track meet
Who said that they gon' step me? Tell that pussy nigga at me
Yeah, yeah, gang