Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Albee Al
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Albert Robinson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
LILZ
Producer
NDA
Mastering Engineer
Rubin Domingo Colon
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Gladiator
[Verse 1]
I got a 50 on the Glock, go ahead and think it's a game
Quick to test it on a opp if he mention my name
Rep the land of my city, I'm probably taking his chain
Catch a bullet for my gang, yeah, I'm taking a bang
Friends like birthdays, never expect them to change
See my dawg killed my dawg and I loved him the same
Taking back to the trap, the kitchen covered in 'caine
Eat a **** with a mask on, feeling like bang
Boom, boom
[Verse 2]
I'm Mike Meyers with a 50 click
Why your hand out if you ain't give me shit
Back door wide open, on my toes and shit
Bust down Rollie on me, look like frozen piss
Hold up
No phones on the hit 'cause they could pin the lo'
Everybody going if I tell them so
I been called fake by family members 'cause I told them no
Know gang would never tell on you, man, how tell on bro?
Love it when I talk in that pussy, she don't like it quiet
Only fuck with bad bitches, wait, do that make me biased?
We ain't catch the opp yet, but that don't mean stop trying
I up this shit out the pocket like I'm Matt Bryan
[Chorus]
I got a 50 on the Glock, go ahead and think it's a game
Quick to test it on a opp if he mention my name
Rep the land of my city, I'm probably taking his chain
Catch a bullet for my gang, yeah, I'm taking a bang
Friends like birthdays, never expect them to change
See my dawg killed my dawg and I loved him the same
Taking back to the trap, the kitchen covered in 'caine
Eat a **** with a mask on, feeling like bang
Boom, boom
[Verse 3]
You only buzzing in your city, how you big as me?
Knew me in the streets before the industry
Let that shit go to your head and then you gone lose it
Really played his game, I done proved it, fuck the music
Flirting with the stewardess, first class in Delta
Mama bills paid, remember times I couldn't help her?
Loyalty is everything, but know, you can't force it
I know Fav really fucked Pop 'cause she ain't no bitch
Retaliation for homies, I know revenge
Riding round with a Tommy and a stolen Benz
And for you to know your opps, you gotta know your friends
Sometimes when I'm alone, I talk to my sins
[Chorus]
I got a 50 on the Glock, go ahead and think it's a game
Quick to test it on a opp if he mention my name
Rep the land of my city, I'm probably taking his chain
Catch a bullet for my gang, yeah, I'm taking a bang
Friends like birthdays, never expect them to change
See my dawg killed my dawg and I loved him the same
Taking back to the trap, the kitchen covered in 'caine
Eat a **** with a mask on, feeling like bang
Boom boom
Written by: Albert Robinson, Ruben Anthony Colon, Ruben Domingo Colon


