Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, ratatata

Creeping up on you **** with the Glock up to your head

You better be with your boys before you end up dead

´Cause I´m not begging, not slacking up

Just robbing and shoot ´em up

**** that be talking shit killed

I don´t give a fuck

Scoping out my mind with the Glock in my hand

Aimed dead at his brain just to leave a blood stain

Ridin´ in the car, hit the lights with the gun out

Get face down on the ground, then you will hear a shout

From a **** that I shot dead on the fucking spot

Then I get the weapon my Glock fool then I go pop

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, ratatata, ratatata

Comin´ on the same looking mean at this stupid trick

304 better OG run these **** head to a fucking brick

All that dope and green that a real young **** gack

From these trick ass **** who was standing on the dope track

Gotta get it gotta have it so drop it off and gimme some

´Cause notorious 304 putting them **** on the run

Gotta get your cash or your ass, ****, you won´t last

´Cause I´ma hit you tricks with a lick of the mega blast

And 304 will never fall into a dirty bitch

´Cause if she talks, shit, I´ll whoop her ass with the Glock trick

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, ratatata

People say “304 stands for a fucking hoe”

But I can´t tell trick ´cause I'm all about that peteroll

Ready to get them thangs from the **** that had a stain

With the Teflon, yeah, bitch to his fucking brain

Ready for a homicide, so I jump up in the ride

****, I´m still alive ´cause I did a do or die

Never feel guilty if I do, then it'll kill me

´Cause I have no remorse and yo **** that´s how I kill G

Out on my damn own, so that´s why I pack a tone

Gotta get my serve on, yeah, in the early morning

With my Gl-izz-ock pi-zz-ock better trick who wanna run a fool

´Cause of the **** named 304 creepin´ on tricks because you know I´m smooth

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, ratatata, ratatata

I´m just a Glock toting gangsta from a Glock packing city

Full of Glock shots **** with their fingers on the trigger

Tommy Wright a **** that never leaves the house without the Glock

I used to run but now it done got to where I pop at the cops

Drop goes a **** if he´s creepin´ through my section

Smith and Wesson on his ass ready to blast in his direction

Ain´t no love, ain´t no scope, use my Glock to rob you for your dough

Hate to be low on ends, that´s why my Glock is my friend

Buck ´em down, buck ´em down, especially on these crooked cops

And these narcs see the feet but the Glock is under the seat

Waitin´ for these tricks to yank me out my car and start the loking

But they see that I don´t be joking when they see the Glock is smoking

So this my sidekick my righthand man understand

In a battle with my Glock, ****, I got the upper hand

Back in every since a child got a new and a nine deuce

**** say he´s strapped, fuck you, bitch, I got a nine too

Instigators, perpetrators, only snitches, even bitches, robbers, mobbers, skantches and wrenches

Never underestimate a **** that look weak

Ability to scrap, plus my Glock equals six feet deep

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Ratatata TEC-9, that's what I be carryin'

Rata,ratatata