[Verse 1]
He don't want no one-on-one (Yeah)
He grab that gun, equipped with the clip, my son
What happened to a fist fight? Really with the shit
If a n***a pull up on me, might shoot a n***a dick right off, and
N***as often kissing coffins 'cause their brothers steady barking
At the system, like their bitch at the apartment, but
This Glock I trust
This motherfucking Glock I...

[Chorus]
This Glock, bitch, I fucking trust
This blunt, bitch, I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
Might lose my mind for fucking trust
This Glock, bitch, I fucking trust
This blunt, bitch, I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
Might lose my mind for fucking tru— (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
So why they lock my Aunty son up?
Might storm the fucking station with my motherfucking gun up
All accusations what they sum up
They locking n***as over young bitches wanting a nut bust
She popped that pussy, she was fifteen
If she can open up her legs, thеn she old enough to get dick, see
Bеcause her parents want to flip, see
They flipped the script, got a n***a locked up, some bitch shit
[Chorus]
This Glock, bitch, I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
This Glock, bitch, I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
This Glock, bitch, I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust
This Glock, bitch, I fucking trust
My bitch, I'on fucking trust my—

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Okay, okay)
Yes, fuck X, man