Lyrics

[Intro] Come on, GlockBoyz, nigga [Verse 1] They told me money is the root of all evil, I ain't believe 'em Then I seen niggas started gettin' money, change on they people Used to be broke, and now I'm up, these niggas, they can't believe it I just lay her down and dig deep, she singing like Aretha I ain't friendly, all that nice shit'll put you in the bag I get money, I can teach you how to get it, come to my class Cool nigga, you don't wanna see who I am when I'm mad My first time using that blickie, I ain't even wear my mask [Chorus] I'm from the D, I got my buffs on, the white Man, fully Glock, and this bitch worse than getting hit by Tyson Nigga, bad bitches love fucking with me, and I one night 'em I'm from the D, I'm really in the deep with pads, sound like the Lions My nigga, fast cars, fast hoes, fast money, fast life Can't be broke forever, boy, go get your cash right Who is you? I made like twenty thousand last night Ain't never going broke, I'm looking for the money, I got a flashlight [Verse 2] Everybody wanna be killers, who gon' get the money? My trigger finger, it been itchin', feel like killing somethin' I ain't gon' lie, man, I be fiending, boy, I need money My bitch, she so fucking cold, I'd probably sneeze on her Broke niggas make me sick, that's why I be sipping lean I make all my hoes mad 'cause I'll fuck a bitch and leave Man, she wasn't doing what I say, I'd probably kick her out the team That ho was asking me for money, I told her wake up out your dream Yeah Nigga, and I get a drop, I still'll ride out I be out here playing ball, I see the opps, they calling timeout Can't be hanging with broke niggas, I'd probably sign out Ain't clocking out on niggas 'til I run me up a bag I got dirty money on me, this ain't the type of shit that you flash I'm just hustling, I be really hustling, like my dad Get a bag, break it down, that bitch be gone in a flash, nigga I love hanging 'round with hoes, those niggas come with problems I can have a meeting with God, I'ma bring the chopper [Chorus] I'm from the D, I got my buffs on, the white Man, fully Glock, and this bitch worse than getting hit by Tyson Nigga, bad bitches love fucking with me, and I one night 'em I'm from the D, I'm really in the deep with pads, sound like the Lions My nigga, fast cars, fast hoes, fast money, fast life Can't be broke forever, boy, go get your cash right Who is you? I made like twenty thousand last night Ain't never going broke, I'm looking for the money, I got a flashlight