ADHD

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, hmm Yeah Hmm, yeah [Chorus: Glokk40Spaz] I'm on frontline with that Glock 19, huh Gotta go hit that lick, yeah, I got ADHD Lame nigga dickridin', huh, be on every stream, huh I can't see that money, huh, I squint like Chinese, huh Fifty-ball on me, your boy got sesame seed, huh Fifty-round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed Yeah, watch him bleed, huh, chop make him lean, ah Face card good, mm, when I'm in your hood, huh [Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz] Bitch, I'm GF, don't get it misunderstood, huh I really got opps, y'all tote it 'cause it look good, huh Micro Draco with the wood I ain't fuckin' with these pussy-ass niggas, they some dubs 12 knock on front door, I slide the drug under the rug, huh, yeah Put the switches on Glock, then it's green, huh Chase my opp down with this brand-new bеam, huh, yeah I ain't stunt nobody, I got hella bodies, huh I fakе kick shit with the opps just like karate And these niggas gay, they ride the gang just like Dolly She a gold digger, I can't give that bitch no dollar Baby Life shit, playin' with the vamp, pop your noggin Got the vamp in, brought them thirties in, huh Oh, it's goin' down, girl, I'm throwin' down Got this damn Glock, huh, this bitch make every sound I'm tryna impress her, do you like my hundred-round? Baby, I'm gon' dub her after I count my round, huh Say you pull up, we ain't stuntin' when that boy got no aim, huh The way we did that boy, maybe change that boy name This the Baby Life vamp, this a dangerous game JuGlizz said stop that bitchin', catch your man, stop doing that dissin' Talkin' 'bout the Mob, nigga ain't playin', I'll go to war with any Henxhman Ain't got nothin' to lose, my nigga, on God, I'll go risk it And it's two guns up, I do that job in a jiffy Huh, Spaz, nigga, I'ma go spazz, hmm Nigga, I do that job, huh, and do that dash, yeah Niggas mad as fuck, walk to the bank, laugh, hah Man, these niggas scared as fuck and they scared of these gun sounds [Verse 2: OsamaSon] I bet the Draco pop when lil' slime come 'round Pussy niggas broke as fuck, ain't got no funds, how? Got hella sticks up in the trap, don't bring the guns now Put your, put your stick up,or you get gunned down Hold up, I don't like how you lookin' I ain't no killer, but don't push me High speed, feelin' risky, cannot look back, I'm still pushin' Thumbin' through three hundred racks, yeah, yeah Tell your mans to get his bands up, yeah Bad bitch want me to fuck her, brought a fan, yeah ARP leave him in a room like, "Pick your mans up," yeah Fuck security, I came in with that blam tucked, yeah Slime tryna land somethin' in a Lam' truck Cream soda full of lean, pour my mans up, yeah Three phones, I don't fuckin' answer, yeah Fucked a couple hoes I don't know the name of Hella sticks in this bitch, we go out with a banger [Chorus: Glokk40Spaz] I'm on frontline with that Glock 19, huh Gotta go hit that lick, yeah, I got ADHD Lame nigga dickridin', huh, be on every stream, huh I can't see that money, huh, I squint like Chinese, huh Fifty-ball on me, your boy got sesame seed, huh Fifty-round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed Yeah, watch him bleed, huh, chop make him lean, ah Face card good, mm, when I'm in your hood, huh