ADHD

[Intro] Yah, hmm Yah Hmm, yah I'm on frontline, with that Glock-19 Gotta go hit that lick, I got ADHD These nigga d**kriding, be on every screen I can't see that money, I squint like Chinese Fifty ball on me, ya' boy got sesame seed Fifty round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed Watch him bleed Make him lean Face-card good, when I'm in your hood [Verse 1: Glokk40Spaz] B***h I'm GF, don't get it misunderstood I really got opp, y'all tote it cuz' it look good Micro-Draco with the wood, I ain't ****ing with these p***y ass niggas they some dubs Twelve knock on the front door, I slide the drug under the rug Put the switches on the Glock, then it's green I chase my opp down with this brand new beam I ain't stunt nobody, I got hella bodies I fake kick shit with the opps, just like karate And these niggas gay, they ride the gang, they like Dolly She a gold digger, I can't give that b***h no dollar Babylife shit, playing with the vamp, pop his noggin Up the Vamps, brought them thirties in Oh it's going down, I'm going down Got these damn Glock, huh, these b***h make every sound I'm tryna impress her, do you like my hunnid round? Baby I'm gon' dub her, after I count my round Say you pull up, we ain't stunting' when that boy got no aim The way we did that boy, maybe change that boy name Really Babylife vamp, this a dangerous game Juglizz said stop that b***hing, catch your man, stop doing that dissing Talking about the Mob, nigga ain't playing, I go to war with any henchman Ain't got nothin' to lose my nigga, on god, I go risk it And it's two guns up, I do that job in a jiffy Spaz nigga, hmm, Ima' go spaz, nigga I do that job hmm, and do that dash yah These b*****s mad as f*ck, walk to the bank and laugh, hah And these niggas scared as f*ck, and they scared of gun sounds [Verse 2: OsamaSon] I bet the Draco pop when lil' slime come 'round P***y niggas broke as f*ck, ain't got no funds (How?) Got hella sticks up in the trap, I'm into guns now Put yo- put your stick up, or you get gunned down Hol' up, I don't like how you looking I ain't no killer but don't push me Highspeed, finna' drift, I cannot look back, I'm still pushing Thumbing' through three hunnid racks Tell your mans to get his bands up Bad b***h want me to f*ck her, what a fan, yeah ARP leave him in a room, like pick your mans up F*ck security, I came in with that blam tucked, yeah Slime tryna land sum', in a Lamb' truck Cream soda full of lean, pour my mans up Three phones, I don't f*cking answer, yeah F*cked a couple hoes I don't know the name of Hella sticks in this b***h, we go out with a bangout I'm on frontline, with that Glock-19 Gotta go hit that lick, I got ADHD These nigga d**kriding, be on every screen I can't see that money, I squint like Chinese Fifty ball on me, ya boy got sesame seed Fifty round drum, pop his ass, watch him bleed Watch him bleed Make him lean Face-card good, when I'm in your hood