Lyrics
Wake up, F1lthy
Yeah, Sset, Sset
Glock 19 (glock 19, glock 19, glock 19)
Glock 19, brand new beam
Jump up out the coupe, I'ma let this bitch scream
Look at all these diamonds on my neck, them bitches bling
Pull up in the coupe, same color collard greens
We got old sticks, look like Call of Duty 3
Glock on my hip boost up my self-esteem
Black and white ski mask, bitch I look like Steam
Got a fifty round, I go for fifty on your team
I just stuffed the fifty in my jeans
You get shot tryna play the in-between
Lot of things I done saw but I can't speak
Learned a lot about myself at 17
Got yo' bitch all up on her knees
Yes I do come through steppin' like some troops, make me lace my boots
Hanging out the roof, had a Glock 23 at 22
Bitch, I started at the bottom, ran this shit right through the roof
Ran this shit right through the ceiling
Everybody know I'm really the Givenchy villain
Make a killin' and go pay for a killin'
Pull up spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spinnin', spin again
Glock 19, brand new beam
Jump up out the coupe, I'ma let this bitch scream
Look at all these diamonds on my neck, them bitches bling
Pull up in the coupe, same colour collard greens
Glock 19, brand new beam
Jump up out the coupe, I'ma let this bitch scream
Look at tall these diamonds on my neck, them bitches bling
Pull up in the coupe, same colour collard greens
