Who Dat

[Intro]
Huh, fuck (Ayy)
Who's there? Ayy (Huh)
Okay (Ayy, fuck tow truck)

[Verse 1]
12 hit the front door, jumpin' out the window
This Glock is a grown man, thirty-shot extendo
Bond money on the way right now, don't ask me what I'm in for
Hold on, free my brother, bitch, [?] (Free Cash)
Pull up with that cutta, bitch, hold on, it's a pick and roll
Stank and piss what get me on, hand-to-hand, I serve it, though
I ain't sayin' I'm runnin' shit, send my villains to get you gone
I don't need no aim assist 'cause this chopper baby shit
Killers in my mama yard, the feds wanna indict us up
Pop the Glock, the ruckus, uh, thick bitch fuck, no tusslin'
Hit your bitch 'round her son, so I told him, "We wrestlin'"
I'm killin' shit, this evidence, bloody coat like butcher men
In the trap, don't [?], count this cash, no helpin' hands

[Chorus]
Pray to God I make it, I tote that Glock in front of my mama
I got nosy neighbors callin' 12, tryna fuck up my commas
Go dumb for my baby, give it all to my lil' youngin'
Back-to-back in the latest, trap like Vеgas, it do numbers, uh

[Verse 2]
You better know matrix, whеn it's wartime, we be on it, uh
Our trap, it look straight, uh, I got shit to say
I sell that loud like, "What ya say?" That Munna brick in my Dolce's
Wow, poof, DOA, I must be Jose, that's no way, huh
My bitch [?] buffets, this cash get bouquets
I was trappin' on school days, trap go up on Tuesdays
Motherfuck a case, boy, don't get shot like 2K
Nah, really with two 'Ks, when you self-made, ya have it made, huh
That SIG with me, it's tailor-made, my diamonds shine in all the shades
This Glock in reach, don't be arranged, your sour-ass be lemonade
Fuck shit, I can't entertain, me and all my cousins bang
This is the life of hard knocks, nigga, gang, gang

[Chorus]
Pray to God I make it, I tote that Glock in front of my mama
I got nosy neighbors callin' 12, tryna fuck up my commas
Go dumb for my baby, give it all to my lil' youngin'
Back-to-back in the latest, trap like Vegas, it do numbers, uh

[Bridge]
Pray to God I make it, pray-pray to God I make it
Tote-tote-tote that Glock, I tote that Glock, I—
Pray to God I make it, pray to God I make it
Tote-tote-tote that Glock, I tote that Glock, I—
Pray to God I make it, pray-pray to God I make it
I tote that Glock in front of my mama, tote-tote-tote that Glock, I tote that Glock, I—
Pray to God I make it, pray-pray to God I make it
I tote that Glock in front of my mama, tote-tote-tote that Glock, I tote that Glock, I—
Ayy, pray to God I make it, I tote that Glock in front of my mama
I tote that Glock in front of my mama, tote-tote-tote that Glock, I tote that Glock, I—
Ayy, pray to God I make it, I tote that Glock in front of my mama
I tote that Glock in front of my mama, tote-tote-tote that Glock, I tote that Glock, I—