Glock 40

[Intro] Aye, sock it to me Damn, yeehee! Aye Oh! [Hook] Goddamn (aye!), Ohhwee (yeeeheee!) Glock 40 with the... Beam (damn!) Aye, everything ain't what it... Seem (aye-aye-aye) Glock 40 with the... Beam (Shit! Yee! YeeHee! Damn! God! YesLawd!) Glock 40 with the... Beam (Bop Bop Bop BOP! YEEEEHEEEE! SHIT!) Glock 40 with the...Beam [Verse 1: Larry June] Handguns choppers, grass like a farmer Tuck like Osama, Smoking on Obama Juggin' in the winter, juggin' in the summer Never graduated, but i'm riding foreign I'm walking in the sand, condo in Hawaii I'm living what i'm saying, you niggas steady lyin' Fuck the radio, I can do without it I'm riding with the whammy, I don't trust nobody I'm the Pusherman I can get it to you Get out the pussy Chopper in the bushes Slide through the blade 2's on the six To these rap niggas I'm a father figure Riding by myself I don't need a nigga Put the heat to em like a TV dinner I'm a real nigga I can get it off Tell me what you need I can get it to you I ain't in to all that fake shit Why the fuck you speakin' on my name? Hit my phone on some groupie shit But pillow talk to yo main thing Okay I see that you a fuck nigga On my momma man these niggas bitch made Hit a pussy nigga with a switchblade Ho i'm getting money bitch 3 ways Nigga YeeHee! [Hook] (Verse 2: Larry June) They say a nigga changed, dammit I got aim (good job Larry) 8 thousand for the paint, dammit I am paid Smoking on the finest, birkin for my bottom I like stripper bitches, I like hoes in college I'm standing on the couches, I'm drinking out the bottle (fuck!) Don't fuck with broke niggas, they schemin' and they plottin' I'm not a fuckin' rapper, I'm chillin' on a island I shop at whole foods, I'm really havin' guala You say you want beef but I bet you won't run up One hitter quitter I bet you get done up We all about money so this is a come-up Grind in the winter and shine in the summer Hop out the Benz and I jump in the hummer (Phew! Phew! YEEEEHEEE!) I made it safe that's a touchdown, smoke a nigga like a hookah lounge You don't wanna hear that ruger sound (goddamn) I got bitches that'll get it now I ain't lookin' for a friend bitch Ho I need another hundred thou', I wake up early then I run a mile Hit the blunt then I'm to the trap, I turn off then I take a nap Wake up with another 50 racks! (aye, damn) [Hook]