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(Maestro start the wave, nigga) (Blame Swagg for this motherfucker) Which gun should I shoot today? Got legal guns and throwaways A $100K to my Jewish lawyer, he make my problems go away Big boy KSG to protect my crib, jack boys get blown away When we let that fully spit, take cover, you might catch a stray Thick bitch from the country, she keep callin', she in love with me Took a break from rappin', I was trappin' and servin' GDP When I shoot the AR, this shit flamin' every time I squeeze The greenhouse look like indo, I'ma dump 'em for a rack apiece Hangin' with gorillas in the jungle, we got banana clips Got cards with limits super high, I'm swipin' with a Spanish bitch Thermal scopes on all my rifles, I see niggas in the dark The way I keep that iron, man, these niggas call me Tony Stark Look me in the eyes when we talkin', don't look at the ground Binary trigger similar to a switch, it's takin' out a crowd I was taught to never talk about your partner behind his back It sound like a standin' ovation every time this Ruger clap Keep the Springfield on my hip, but I ain't talkin' 'bout the Simpsons .223s straight from the gun strapped with a barrel 16 inches Pretty vibe, she bendin' over and she takin' all my inches I'ma up the S&W 5.7 if it's tension Which gun should I shoot today? Got legal guns and throwaways A $100K to my Jewish lawyer, he make my problems go away Big boy KSG to protect my crib, jack boys get blown away When we let that fully spit, take cover, you might catch a stray Thick bitch from the country, she keep callin', she in love with me Took a break from rappin', I was trappin' and servin' GDP When I shoot the AR, this shit flamin' every time I squeeze The greenhouse look like indo, I'ma dump 'em for a rack apiece
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Branden Henderson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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