BKTHERULA - Glock With a Beam** lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Huh, I don't even fool, it's easy in this b*tch I'm walking around with all black and a stick I'm daring a ni**a come test all this sh*t And I hit the b*tch that's working in the pit And who was on rafts 'til I'm done with Eleven gon' slide, now they done with It's Rula San foreign on your drum kit It's Rula Santan on your HP If I ain't say hey, why you hate me? Is it 'cause I rap and I sing? Is it 'cause I do it better than you ever will in your life be? Is it 'cause I didn't ask them for nothing but still came up nicely? I don't even talk in real life but I speak This b*tch on your arm hate the rate but that's me Yeah that ni**a switch, had to break up the team No I am not gang but the Glock with a beam No I am not gang but the Glock with a beam Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah