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1 Stop Shop
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Two Glocks, two Glocks, two Glocks
Run down on em, Run down on em' nigga
One down, run down, hunnid round, gun sounds
Come to ya trap, hrr hrr, take out your pistols, hrr hrr
This shit confidential nigga, he act like the middle man get him
He talk to the jakes, we gon' kill him
The 556 bullet gon' kill him lil nigga
These 30s gon' fill him up nigga
Hell yeah we can't give no fuck, gettin right witcha
Hop outta the dually truck trap
I wrapped it up, told my brother how to seal it
I heard ya brother far away from the city
1 Stop Shop, come to the damn trenches
Hunnid sum shots, how the fuck I'm gon' miss ya?
This baby life shit, man do not take that risk boy
Play with that shit we gon cut off your wrist boy
Huh, smoking dead opps, y'all ain't making no noise
Real block life, 13, ain't playin with no toys
Choppas and sticks, pull off with his Rolls Royce
Hrttrl, hrrtl Make him give that shit up, he ain't have no choice
I was just 12 years old, I ain't had no choice
Had to take a nigga through the out life no remorse
Beat a nigga ass while my bitch beat his hoe
Baby life vamp, now I rock Dior
Shit get crazy at the corner store
And my brother told me take him off, ain't a hoe
Know he ain't a hoe, caught a blitz then we on go
Shot the deuce tre had the cops at the corner store
Everybody dead in the land like it's Coco
Beat a nigga ass then I take him like it's Saints Row
Thought I was just walkin' by myself, I ain't dolo
You ain't pushing to the damn dot, you a real hoe bro
Opps just chased pack through out the shell toe
Young nigga send a pack through the damn mail bro
Hopped out tone goin in through the backdoor
You don't got no pistols nigga
This shit confidential nigga, I would help them boys out but them boys not my gang
Baby life solid gang shit, 438
I walk out the bank you see nothing but blue face
Took the cop through the swamp on a high speed chase
Getting robbed like a kick door to the face
You ain't finna take none (Take none)
Man, they know Glokk40 got a dick on his gun
I'ma insane nigga, you must got the wrong one
Said you was a top shooter, you ain't pull out your gun
Man these niggas cooked noodles, got they whole block spun
We don't do the damn poodles, only pitbulls bruh
Two Glocks, I'ma let that bitch pop
Oh you want a Glock? Push up to the one stop shop
Having too much drip, y'all gon' need a damn mop
Yopstick in the car, everybody gon' pop
Locksmith in yo car, left that bitch unlocked
Fuck yo bitch, tell that hoe kick rocks
Slide up in yo block, TikTok
My pockets fat like Rick Ross
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