[Lyric] Duck That Head (Glocko CFN)

[Intro]
Bah, bah, bah, bah (Blazer Outta Spaceship)
Gang, ayy, let's do it (Bah, bah)
Ayy, let's do it (Bah, bah)
Let's do it
Bah, bah (Ayy, V, line 'em up)

[Chorus]
Ayy, I be tryna faceshot, better duck that head (Boom)
Ayy, I'ma rock his ass to sleep, I'ma make his bed (Boom)
Ayy, riding with that shh, if I get caught, I'm going fed (Shh)
Ayy, I be tryna chase shit and hit him with that yeah (Uh, uh, uh)
Ayy, fuck up out my face, bitch, you ain’t talking bread (What?)
Ayy, I be going dumb, bitch, I feel like I'm Fred (Uh)
Ayy, I feel like Shiesty with chopper, all I see is red (All I—)
They don't want no smoke with me, them lil' niggas scared (Ayy, yup)

[Verse]
Yup, racks on, I got thigh pads (Racks on)
Um, boy, don't make me mad, I get on your ass (See your ass)
Uh, uh, chasin' hoes, ain't chase no bag, that's a red flag (A red flag)
Uh, send 'em stеppers where you sleep, boy, thеy complete that task (Yup)
Ayy, woofin' on the 'net like they be stepping, that shit make me mad
Fuck the opps, I'm on they ass (Yup), they can't get no pass
Ayy, she give me head, I don't even gotta ask
Uh, uh, I be soning niggas, I'm they real dad (Yup)
Ayy, that chopstick, bitch my problem solver (Boom)
I tote Glocks, don't tote revolvers (Boom, boom, boom)
Soon we catch opps, hop out, off 'em (What?)
Spot his ass, hop out, off 'em
He want smoke, buy his coffin (What?)
We crash whips, Paul Walker (Skrrt)
Head down, caught 'em walking (Uh)
I'm the reaper, I'll stalk him (Bah, bah, bah)
Ayy, drop them racks, I'll buy him (Bah, bah, bah)
Who the boys? Ayy, I don’t know them (On my mama)
Ayy, catch that boy, ayy, bet I blow him (Ayy, come here)
Middle school, ayy, use to ho me (What?)
Ayy, grab a soda, pour a four in (Yeah)
Ayy, if I ain't the hottest, then I don't know then (Yeah)
Ayy, I'm in traffic riding with a ten with this F&N (Boom)
[Chorus]
Ayy, I be tryna faceshot, better duck that head (Boom)
Ayy, I'ma rock his ass to sleep, I'ma make his bed (Boom)
Ayy, riding with that shh, if I get caught, I'm going fed (Shh)
Ayy, I be tryna chase shit and hit him with that yeah (Uh, uh, uh)
Ayy, fuck up out my face, bitch, you ain’t talking bread (What?)
Ayy, I be going dumb, bitch, I feel like I'm Fred (Uh)
Ayy, I feel like Shiesty with chopper, all I see is red (All I—)
They don't want no smoke with me, them lil' niggas scared (Ayy, yup)

[Outro]
Play with Glocko CFN, you get smoked, bitch
Murder what she wrote, bitch, I'm on four shit
Um, um, um, I be tryna yeah
I mean, um, I be tryna go uh-huh, haha, yeah
Uh, bitch, I really faceshot shit
Ayy, ayy, BIGFSG, ayy, Faceshot Gang
Ayy, we on the four, where you bitch-ass niggas can't hang
Ayy, come on, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, bah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, bah