(Ok is the hardest, I swear to God)

(We gon' be okay)

Mm, **** will get you gone, it ain't nothin', I call them vamps (call 'em)

I ain't stupid, I can't fall for no damn tramp (I can't)

Huh, I ain't goin', I ain't goin' for nune them traps (I can't go)

Extort that ****, when I seem 'em his ass get slapped, nah (extort that ****)

Extort the bag, I ain't goin', this ain't that (hell nah)

That ho gotta go, won' fuck on my brothers? That shit wack (huh, huh)

Sumo gone, I know one side of me trapped, huh (gang)

Them boys wan' kill me, and I can't lack, and that's no cap, yeah (yeah, no cap)

He a dub, and I can tell by the way he stack, huh (he a dub)

I won't run from none that gun smoke, that's all facts (that's on facts)

How the hell you listen to DGTO, then your ass get jacked? (Come here)

Meet the plug, gotta reup, double cross 'em, he get whacked

My bitch, ghetto as hell, man, she say she like my gat

I could never love a slut, Lil Glokk never love a gnat (nah)

And that **** goin' up, so I gotta watch my back (my back)

I'm wit' Lil Velly ridin' 'round, he got a 50 in his strap (a 50)

It get wicked when I'm mad, I hold grudge, these **** don't get no dap

I wack **** wit' my gang, we hide 'em in the shack (with the gang)

Huh, when I slide, I ain't kill 'em, I had to double back (slide, uh)

I won't pick and choose, we kill that ****, won't do no tit-for-tat (come here, ay)

Slide, Forrest, slide, ooh (yeah), pop out with them .9's (mm)

Yeah, we pop out, knives on sticks (sticks), ****, I'm real Zone 6 (Zone 6)

We can hit some bigger shit, but this a mediocre lick (yeah)

Man, that bitch for the gang, I can never love no trick (mm)

I'm on South Hairston (yeah)

I'm tryna catch a opp, tryna get his ass blended

This a hot box, G-ride (ay), I told my bitch, "It's rented" (cap)

If I was you, I wouldn't diss me (diss me)

Be wit' every fuckin' killer when I'm ridin' in my city (we-we gon' be okay)

Ain't no hidin' in my city (city)

**** be lyin', talkin' 'bout they be makin' noise in a bity (cap)

Lil' boy, better go do yo' chores, we ain't stunned, that shit is silly (silly)

I could never trust a bitch, that shit so iffy

I ain't playin' wit these ****, I send the blitz, Lil Glokk just whistle

**** droppin' all they dime, I catch his ass wit' this four nickel (on God)

This Baby Life shit, we cap them boys and they belittle (damn)

Cap them boys, and they get little, cap them boys, and we get rid of 'em (oh)

Walk out, big stick, got artillery (whoo), I ain't never think they feelin' me (uh)

I ain't trippin, man, we smoked they ass wit' gas masks (masks)

Man, he wan' be GF, and he snitched, that's his ass man, huh (man)

Even the Crips call up Spaz to go and spazz, man (even the Crips)

The GSP get behind me, I do that dash, man (GSP)

Huh, why these **** treat Lil Glokk like the bad man? (Huh)

These **** they be tellin' on they gang and that shit sad, man (that shit sad)

They some sweat the way we do 'em, they need headbands (they some sweats), huh

They say fuck me then it's screw 'em, I don't need friends (they say fuck me then it's screw 'em)

(We-we gon' be okay)