[Chorus: Dys Davinci]
Hollows in the Drac' knock off your kin, I'm sending Adolf hits
You talking fire, I could spark and you get laid off quick
Can't show no pity or remorse, you'll catch a case out here
Fuck Twitter beefing, we could link then you decay out here
I ain't with the violence, but baby, I don't play
If I got to send one to God, for safety I'ma pray
I try to stay together but these problems pile away
Praying to my Glock, don't jam, I can't be on my way
[Verse 1: Dys Davinci]
And if it’s up, I’m over you like a mistletoe
Nina feel horny, she kiss you both
She getting fingered until she ain’t cummin’ no more
Right after she hit you both
I ain’t inciting the violence but if it’s bout family or money, I’ll get you smoked
And I’m truly sorry to mother and father, but this how it goes when you hit them lows
All I knew was pain, since I was beaten as a jit
I had 'em gawking me in school but they ain't know I had the blick
Had a couple people ‘round me, knew I stayed up on some shit
I had a slum house by the burbs, and I just wanted to be rich
Can't be satisfied with nothing, when the folks around you flashy
Niggas swore that I was rich like I ain’t roam the city trashy
I ain’t on the bus, I’m hitting licks, I need that money snappy
Tuck my face under my skully and hope no one I know pass me
I lost weight from doing running from them folks when neighbors catch me
I ain’t getting caught and cuffed up in no backseat
Leave the house, a J out here and he brought a K out here
I light up a L, show ‘em it’s ends if he wan’ play out here it’s
[Chorus: Dys Davinci]
Hollows in the Drac' knock off your kin, I'm sending Adolf hits
You talking fire, I could spark and you get laid off quick
Can't show no pity or remorse, you'll catch a case out here
Fuck Twitter beefing, we could link then you decay out here
I ain't with the violence, but baby, I don't play
If I got to send one to God, for safety I'ma pray
I try to stay together but these problems pile away
Praying to my Glock, don't jam, I can't be on my way
[Verse 2: BigSPLATT]
Got a shorty with an attitude, I love it when she talk
And she can back it up 'cause that thang jiggle when she walk
Keep a nina on me, like a maid that clean my house
I be praying on it, yeah that Glock gon' watch yo mouth, nigga
Yeah, I just left your man's brains all on the curb
Left him on the news, I know fasho his mama heard
Praying to the Lord, but only Glock's gon' answer first
Had to kill this bitch 'cause she gon' leave my feelings hurt
Chasing all the cheese like a mouse in the cheddar box
I be coolin', I be whippin', wanna kick it, kicking rocks
She wanna get jelly 'cause I love my peanut butter Glock
So I showed it to her, now she leaving in a wooden box
I'm so lit, like a generator, praying to your savior
Love my Glock, but she gon' hate ya, I got dinner later
With a bad bitch, she a lil cougar
She a lil old, she a .45 Ruger, ayy
[Chorus: Dys Davinci]
Hollows in the Drac' knock off your kin, I'm sending Adolf hits
You talking fire, I could spark and you get laid off quick
Can't show no pity or remorse, you'll catch a case out here
Fuck Twitter beefing, we could link then you decay out here
I ain't with the violence, but baby, I don't play
If I got to send one to God, for safety I'ma pray
I try to stay together but these problems pile away
Praying to my Glock, don't jam, I can't be on my way
Hollows in the Drac' knock off your kin, I'm sending Adolf hits
You talking fire, I could spark and you get laid off quick
Can't show no pity or remorse, you'll catch a case out here
Fuck Twitter beefing, we could link then you decay out here
I ain't with the violence, but baby, I don't play
If I got to send one to God, for safety I'ma pray
I try to stay together but these problems pile away
Praying to my Glock, don't jam, I can't be on my way
[Outro: Dys Davinci]
Can't be on my way
