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[Intro] (Wake up, F1LTHY) Demon, demon time (Chapo) Vampire, yeah [Verse 1] I'm the Don, Capo lo' said, "Call your Godfather" .30 clip hangin' out these damn joggers This a jugg, the ho shoot shotty shells out the revolver He trippin', we sit his ass down jus' to calm 'em I be ready to go if your ass want a problem I clip his lil' bitch ass up like a barber I take everythin' that he got, leave him starvin' She listenin' to this, and this shit go retarded We wack that lil' boy, roll him up in that carpet Slide on anything, I slide in the Range (Anything) Why would I beef with that pussy ass nigga? He ain't got no name (Namе) I put a muzzle on that damn stick, but the ho' can't be tamеd Stick his ass up, take off his Plain Jane This shit not a movie, I fuck Mary Jane I backstab my brother, he tell like I'm Kane I rap on this shit, don't do this for no fame, huh (No cap) I do this for my brother in the project (Yeah) I just hopped in the yo', I need silence I just hopped in and go, I could care less And we smoke so much gas in the air vent I'm gon' fuck that ho good, she a bad bitch (Push up) She'll fuck on this damn savage I fuck white bitches and live lavish I'on wan' hear yo' mouth, stop that naggin' They see BabyLife, them boys start to panic I point this Glock at these niggas, them boys started flippin' like shit acrobatic Young nigga, but I'm still that ho daddy Huh, No Español, you can't have it, huh Tag on his toe, we gon' drag 'em, huh The drop make me fly like a Dragon, huh I'm on front line with that action My name Glokk, nigga, know I'm packin' Rockstar life, nigga, start the moshpit (Rockstar) Pull out that stick, um, by your fist Got too much money, nigga, I can't hear (Hear) I pop these Xans, nigga, thinking 'bout taking they bands, nigga I pop these Xans, nigga, I don't wanna be on no cam', nigga Hit 'em with the Glock on Smack CAM And these niggas treat me like the bad man (Yah) Yeah, I'll do 'em bad, but I'm not braggin' (Yah) Glock in my pants, why my pants saggin' (Sag) Yeah, and these niggas tryna get in the scuffle Pull, I pull out that .9 millimeter, won't touch me Pull out that nine, stab 'em out, take his duffle Knife on the Drac', I pop out with a kutta, huh Can't hang with that nigga, he a sucker, huh I walk in the trap, bloody knuckle I take the chip and they call that shit ruffle Break they ass jus' like a chip, it wun nun', yeah [Verse 2] Real Oso, with some young niggas (Yah) Ready to slide, nigga, 'bout my name, nigga 'Bout my name, nigga, it come pain, nigga (Pain) You my side bitch, but I'm your main nigga (Side) Real Oso, I'm a grave digger, huh (Oso) Baby Whoa, Brian Nichols (Baby Whoa) Gotta go catch 'em flippin' (Gotta go) Man, this drac' shoot so God damn different (Different) See the fire, then he slid like icicle He won't pick up his cell, I think that boy got sickle He play with the mob, that boy stuck in a pickle He play with the mob, he get ate like hot pickle I counted the bread, walk his ass like four nickle I'm a real demon, I got real issues Yeah, I done whacked yo' son, where the fuck them tissues? Why the fuck he in the street? He a walkin' lick Me and Velly take the plug off with counterfeits (Plug) That ain't my bitch, nigga, you can have her He switched on the band, call him "Bandwagon" Everything not fucked but this shit not average Pour the Wock' in my cup, I'm tryna be fucked up Got two M's, I'm tryna be up, up, up (Up) Three bands, and I got the fuck off (Yeah)