Munchie - Glock9 lyrics

[Hook] 1. Imma go and get this f**in money pimpin 2.Stay loyal with my n***as we gone make a livin' 3.If its beef, then you know my trigga finger itchin 4.Neva eva trust a n***a or these stupid b**hes 5.If a n***a snitch, then he gotta come up missin' 6.If he caught dissin', then we gotta handle business 7.Never eva cross 8.And never take a loss 9.Ridin til the muh f**in wheel fall off [Verse 1] Facin me a blunt, yeah im rollin up dat stupid sh** My n***as lunatics, get mad over stupid sh** Not with the foolery, my n***as on that f**ery Yeah I keep that tool with me, you don't wanna f** with me She ain't had enough of me, but she can't be stuck to me She just wanna smoke my weed, and she gone let me f** for free Mane I do this sh** forreal, ask that b**h CeeCee I ain't mean to say ya name, but I gotta keep it G Triple M da mob, get money without a job And I don't even rob, paper chase like I jog Gotta get it, bankroll in my britches Money Over b**hes, I don't need no f**in' Mrs., But I gotta keep it pimpin', It ain't bout these b**hes though I'm just sayin though, I don't care, if she do it with no hands hoe I still won't cuff the hoe, but I cuff plenty dough Plenty shots get fired, and I'm smokin on plenty dough [Hook] 1. Imma go and get this f**in money pimpin 2.Stay loyal with my n***as we gone make a livin' 3.If its beef, then you know my trigga finger itchin 4.Neva eva trust a n***a or these stupid b**hes 5.If a n***a snitch, then he gotta come up missin' 6.If he caught dissin', then we gotta handle business 7.Never eva cross 8.And never take a loss 9.Ridin til the muh f**in wheel fall off [Verse 2] Loyalty n***a, my squad is loyalty n***a What you know bout it, you n***as just publicity n***a Ya'll ain't livin' this sh**, half of you n***as be talkin about And some of these n***as, never come out of the house Never jumped off the porch, never hustled for it b**h i'm rockin real sh**, that you can't afford Big bank rolls, and I keep a sack on me Super strapped up, and I keep a gack on me You will never catch me lackin if you bout it boy Team full of real n***as who be wildin boy Team full of real shooters who be bussin' boy It ain't nothin, made it out of somethin boy b**h I stay bumpin' through ya muhh f**in' speakers Its a cold world a n***a gotta keep the heater On me, and a couple homies, who ride or die Hit the weed smokin now we all high [Hook] 1. Imma go and get this f**in money pimpin 2.Stay loyal with my n***as we gone make a livin' 3.If its beef, then you know my trigga finger itchin 4.Neva eva trust a n***a or these stupid b**hes 5.If a n***a snitch, then he gotta come up missin' 6.If he caught dissin', then we gotta handle business 7.Never eva cross 8.And never take a loss 9.Ridin til the muh f**in wheel fall off