Arms Race

Lyrics

[Intro] (Blame Swagg for this motherfucker) (Flexin' on that bitch, hold up) [Chorus] I make this Glock here go berserk, it's painful 'cause these bullets hurt Told my label double my advance 'cause I know what I'm worth Niggas act like bitches, all they like to do is talk and chirp Told my youngsters, "Spin them niggas tonight, I hope your fingers work" I hope you don't think being broke is cool cause that shit lame as fuck My stick had jammed on me the other day, I had to lube it up Hope you don't think you taking somethin', I wish you would attempt Thinkin' that he finna catch me loafin', he must be on fent' [Verse] It's an arms race, the circle got more sticks than North Korea Tryna open up my mind, I'm geekin' off of Golden Teachers Used to break in houses, but I scammed my way to hundreds of thousands Learned to trap on Snapfinger, I watched my cousin weigh up ounces Nigga can't even look me in the eye, know it's bitch in him Treat that nigga like he got bad behavior, you know we switchin' him My clip like a never-ending story when that extension in Nigga keep fallin' off, boy, stack them racks and get some discipline Told my son, "Don't let no lil nigga try you, lil boy, handle business" We ain't worried 'bout a fuckin' thing, we keep them Draco killers Voices in my head keep tellin' me 'bout more artillery I ain't tensin' up, that's on my kids I'm squeezin' instantly [Chorus] I make this Glock here go berserk, it's painful 'cause these bullets hurt Told my label double my advance 'cause I know what I'm worth Niggas act like bitches, all they like to do is talk and chirp Told my youngsters, "Spin them niggas tonight, I hope your fingers work" I hope you don't think being broke is cool cause that shit lame as fuck My stick had jammed on me the other day, I had to lube it up Hope you don't think you taking somethin', I wish you would attempt Thinkin' that he finna catch me loafin', he must be on fent'