GLOCK DE COR

Yeah, yeah, I just (what?)
There is? Just (hahaha)
Chaos (oh-oh)

And I, and I won't even
Inside the bag is a colored Glock
Lean, brings more lean
That left me slow
I don't even see these things
I don't even listen to these niggas

(Huh?)
Nêga just trusts
And she is without bes- (tss, tss) -teira
That's why I activate the bia
Tell me if it's bullshit
I would like to, but there's money to be made
Two big horses on my brother's lap (oh my God)
He was trap, now he's pop
Ahn, nigga, smoke like bob
If I join with the homie d
It's your brother read
I'll charge a percentage (ah-ah)
Ahn, you'll be cured, don't play around
It's the Creole sarará
Bam-swings

Sarará Creole (ahem)
On my neck I threw gold (ah)
This sucker never did trap (hum)
Along with reading, I always taught
Yeah, abracadabra, bitch
Open that leg and it will stick
He stopped my royalties, he's broke
He needs money, he just runs smooth (hahaha)
Chaos, keep your voice down because I'm the boss, nigger
Ahn, amiri in my jeans
Yeah, four cups of lean (ah)
I know I'm the coolest
But why do you copy me so much? (ah)
If you jump in front, I annihilate (prr-prr-prr)
My cord longer than the Nile River (ah-ah-ah)

I-I, I won't even
Inside the bag is a colored Glock
Lean, brings more lean
That left me slow
I don't even see these niggas
I don't even listen to these bros (ouch, ouch, ouch)
Yeah sir, and I won't even
Inside the bag is a colored Glock
Lean, brings more lean
That left me slow
I don't even see these niggas
I don't even listen to these bros
Chaos!