Blessed

[Intro]

Glizzock

Big Glock

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

Ceeo, turn that beat up

[Chorus]

Young nigga turnt up, never gave a fuck (Bitch)

Straight drop, no cut, bitch, I'm dope as fuck, yeah

And I keep my thunder, I shoot like Russell, yeah (Fire)

Bust you like a Gusher, you know what's up, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), ridin' 'round duckin' feds, yeah

Ridin' 'round gettin' this bread, yeah

Young nigga gettin' this check, yeah

I flex on my ex, yeah, that shit feel the best, yeah

Came up from finessin', now young nigga blessed, yeah

[Post-Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

Hit his ass with lead, fire, aim at head, no legs, fire

Your bitch in my bed, bop, give me head, no legs, nah

Flintstone, make her bed rock, you can call me Fred Glock

Duck, I see 12 car, I pulled off like a Nascar (Skrrt)

Foreign whip, blast off, no cap, cash talk (Yeah)

"Why the fuck you sag, Glock?" 'Cause I work my ass off (Racks)

You see all this cash, dawg, it's pokin' out when I walk (Yeah)

Just ignore my last call, I was in somethin' thick like eggnog

Nigga, you's a small ball, Yao Ming racks, I stack it tall

Choppers just like Lysol (Okay), pull up, spray at all y'all (Fire)

I can let them hundreds off, but I just make one call

[Chorus]

Young nigga turnt up, never gave a fuck (Bitch, Glizzock)

Straight drop, no cut, bitch, I'm dope as fuck, yeah

And I keep my thunder, I shoot like Russell, yeah (Fire)

Bust you like a Gusher, you know what's up, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), ridin' 'round duckin' feds, yeah

Ridin' 'round gettin' this bread, yeah

Young nigga gettin' this check, yeah

I flex on my ex, yeah, that shit feel the best, yeah

Came up from finessin', now young nigga blessed, yeah

[Post-Chorus]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]

Young nigga blessed, Jesus piece, VS, ooh

Play this shit like chess, bitch you fuckin' with the best, ooh (Glock)

Ain't I, ain't I fresh? Bitch, I'm nothin' like the rest, ooh (No)

Fly like a jet, drippin' sauce, I made a mess, ooh

Forties and Kel-Tecs, break them sticks out like Kit Kats, ooh

Most these rappers wack, they gon' fuck around and get whacked, ooh

Stomp 'em like a frat, chopper like a lumberjack, ooh

[Chorus]

Young nigga turnt up, never gave a fuck (Bitch)

Straight drop, no cut, bitch, I'm dope as fuck, yeah

And I keep my thunder, I shoot like Russell, yeah (Fire)

Bust you like a Gusher, you know what's up, yeah (Yeah)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), ridin' 'round duckin' feds, yeah

Ridin' 'round gettin' this bread, yeah

Young nigga gettin' this check, yeah

I flex on my ex, yeah, that shit feel the best, yeah

Came up from finessin', now young nigga blessed, yeah