iGlocks

(DamJonBoi)

Crunch time its finna get intense

He got one chance to show he clutch or he gon' sit the bench

When we poppin' out yo' bushes ain't no time to hit the fence

My cup purple, bitch your cup green

Got a burst on the chop I don't need no beam

I be on the mile, I be on the east

Head top his ass, 'cause he looked at me

If you want us in your city send that bookin' fee

My bitch lookin' heat, boy, you lookin' cheap

We'll get 'em cooked with grease

Get a pussy put to sleep

Out of town in the trenches lookin' for some' good to eat

Trapper got a book with him

All I know is push the P

My dread head spinnin' 'round like he Booker T

You might has well of shot blanks, you ain't hit a thing

I love how the Wock' taste you can see it in my face

Off a shroom or two, I see the colors gettin' vivid

I'ma call him froggy, sippin' green, I think he finna ribbit

Load too big to take the stuffer route, I can't even fit it in her

Put her in my palm and then I play her like a figit spinner

I'ma have to get the neck, I ain't hittin' bitches

Spankin' niggas on they ass, go and get my switches, pause

When I'm in that black bitch you can see it's tinted

Hell nah, you can't ride with the gang 'cause you might be snitchin'

Flaws all in your fuckin' diamonds, none in my pendant

I'll Swiss Cheese bake a nigga, treat him like a biscuit

Beat the pussy up bad she thinkin' that I miss it

Really don't, I just popped a Perc 10 and hit it

Put that blow on your back, better stand on business

Shootin' 4x4s at his ass, bitch I bet I hit him

.762 head tap, bitch I bet I kill him

I ain't Lil Wayne, bitch I'm finna fuckin' sing A Milli

Everybody shocked, I guess that they ain't see it in me

I pull up let that chopper crack a joke for all that bein' silly

Went from cards declinin', to stars alignin'

Pull up with a .50 cal and fuck up that lil car's alignment

Paper gotta say six figures just for me to sign it

I just left the galleria, Tesla run on auto pilot

Ain't no fuckin' single shot, I'ma auto fire it

Rolls Royce got hydraulics and auto risin'

Dirty ass stick, I think you need to lime it

Dirty Dan

Heard they want some beef, well shit I'm turnin' to the jerky man

Workers at the Apple store trippin' 'cause they heard we scam

Cuz rollin' off a v-cut hittin' the Perky dance

Thirty shows, one month, but shit I'm ready

She used to fuckin' with some light weights, but shit I'm heavy

Heard them boys think they dope, well shit I'm fetti

Heard you got some shit to tell me, don't be shy now

Have a robber pull up, hit your top just for a side job

All that eyein' this way gon' turn him to a cyclops

I was blowin' loud since I was bumpin' off the iPod

All this juice I can't help it, shit, I might nod, I might nod

Off the shrooms in here thinkin' 'bout the cyclops

I'm in 2028 totin' iGlocks

Nigga talkin' 'bout he blood, get five shots

I'da chased that nigga down bout five blocks

Lookin' for this nigga, got five chops

T-bone a nigga in the drive-by

Somewhere low with your bitch in a high rise

Beat the kitty up, got nine lives