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[Intro] Yeah-ah-ah Yeah-ah-ooh-ooh-ooh [Chorus] Got a Glock in my lap, lil' bitch, you ain't safe And I'm sippin' on lean but this shit is laced Feel like Kurtains with them tracksuits, aim at his face Little bitch, I don't like you, you're a little disgrace Got a Glock in my lap, lil' bitch, you ain't safe And I'm sippin' on lean but this shit is laced Feel like Kurtains with them tracksuits, aim at his face Little bitch, I don't like you, you're a little disgrace [Verse] I'm so cocky, nigga, I got seven rings I just pulled up to your town and your bitch, she wanna link I was talking to this bitch, she put Xannies in my drinks All this liquor in my body, I don't think that I can think (Uh-huh) But that's okay Me and gang pulling up to your birthday Bitch, I'm speeding in the droptop, highway I can hear these niggas hate, don't care what they say (Fye) Old friends, yeah, they see me on the front page Magazine, interviews, yeah, your loves fake You be on some bullshit, I can't associate Lil' nigga, music trash, you can't get on stage Paparazzi, yeah, they everywhere This shit blindin' me, I can't see a thing Dude was doubting me, now I'm a fuckin' king I make more than your fucking dad and I just fucking sing [Chorus] Got a Glock in my lap, lil' bitch, you ain't safe And I'm sippin' on lean but this shit is laced Feel like Kurtains with them tracksuits, aim at his face Little bitch, I don't like you, you're a little disgrace Got a Glock in my lap, lil' bitch, you ain't safe And I'm sippin' on lean but this shit is laced Feel like Kurtains with them tracksuits, aim at his face Little bitch, I don't like you, you're a little disgrace [Outro] It's really funny 'cause like my opps really cannot escape me Like whenever I drop, like, SoundCloud just puts a notification, like, they're gonna see it, like, ha (Fye)