Lyrics:

[Intro]
(Yo, Mannie)
Ayy

[Chorus]
I'm a down South, diamond mouth Glock 9 toter (Glizock)
Homicide gang, my young nigga 'nem the coldest
Yeah, homicide gang, yeah, my young niggas be smokin' shit (Fah)
And they call me Glock, I keep that Glock, but you should know this shit (Yeah)

[Post-Chorus]
I'll be right back, lil' bitch, I got some dough to get
I hop up in my foreign, it don't matter which one, they notice it
Got thirty in my clip even though I be on some solo shit (Yeah)
My auntie seen my Jesus piece and she said, 'Goddamn, holy shit'

[Verse 1]
This shit hittin' like Holyfield, I'm shootin' shit, you know I will (Yeah)
Gang 'nem tryna overkill, and the opps, they know we is (Yeah)
Bart chain cost a quarter mill' plus a sixty, that's for real (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm signed to the field, yeah, I still ain't signed a deal
Percocets, no Benadryl, been gettin' money and still is
Every time you see me, I got two cups, they like, 'You still ill' (Yeah)
Every time you see me, I got it tucked, nigga, I still will
Pull this motherfucker out my Amiri jeans and pull the trigger (Bah)
Yeah, shoot a nigga like Mike (Yeah)
I jumped up off the porch before I jumped up on the mic' (Yeah)
Yeah, this shit just too easy, I be rappin' my real life (Yeah)
I'm ruthless just like Eazy, I ain't goin' without a fight, nigga (Ayy)
Genius