19 - Supa Bwe

Real nigga riding first twenty-fo

Glock 19 because I’m insecure

Shawty told me come over (uh)

Real nigga riding first twenty-fo

Glock 19 because I’m insecure

I keep that glockie on me

That bitch look trifling on me

Baby I’m feeding on beef

Don’t mind the guap in my teeth

I got that Glock concealed on me

Play with my life get killed homie

Street shit really get real don’t it

You never really seen the field have you

I got depression put pills on it

I hate my reflection, but deal with it

Shorty understand me, so we still kick it

Every time I fuck her yeah I feel different

Shorty wanna talk, but I just don’t care

Got my Glock 19 cause I’m insecure

Shorty wanna talk, but I just don’t care

Got my Glock 19 cause I’m insecure

Shawty told me come over (uh)

Shawty told me come over (uh)

Shawty told me come over (uh)

Real nigga riding first twenty-fo

Glock 19 because I’m insecure

Shawty told me come over (uh)

Real nigga riding first twenty-fo

Glock 19 because I’m insecure

Niggas used to die for face tats

I’m off perc and vicodins I write a verse and reminisce about the fuck up

things I did

One time I broke a nigga jaw because he was arguing

One time I shot at the crowd because they tried punkin' me

One time I robbed him for the loud cause I was hungry

One time I swung on my papa because he swung on me

Bap bap bap bap

I can’t get this feeling out my chest

Bap bap bap

Feel like I’m gon feel this shit till death