Glock Hold 30

Glock Hold 30 I'm sippin' codeine, not the beer These chandeliers drip off my ear I got the juice, Mr. Pure I walk in and then the bitch cheer I make these hoes smile ear to ear They like look at this ni*** here My ice had her stuck like a deer These niggas ain't non but some queers I bring out them racks, yeah you know I count up until my thumb broke I'm strapped up just like G.I. Joe That's something they already know I bring out them racks, yeah you know I count up until my thumb broke I'm strapped up just like G.I. Joe That's something they already know, they already know