I got a green dot on my Glock
I got that bag and I ran up my knots
She say she love me but she just a thot
I got a green dot on my Glock
Gas in my lungs I can barely breathe
Fake souls all around me I can't see
I'm a xan baby I can barely think
I'm a perc baby I can't feel a thing
She never talked to me now she follow me
She never wanted me now she swallow me
Yeah I'm so innovative whip it in the crock pot
He want a war so we made the whole block hot
Stick on me so my robins keep falling
I'm never sleeping because the money keep calling
On a flight to london feeling jet lag
Louis bag and its filled with the cash
They keep on stalking me, Junya Watanabe
She wanna talk to me, but I do not talk for free
I'm feeling super bright, all my Raf archive
He got no guap, he got no guap
She want my knots ayy red dot ayy green dot ayy
Call me doctor weiland, xans in my sock
He just mad because I'm hot and he not