Gun Plus A Mask (feat. Yelawolf) [Explicit Version]

You **** gonna have to start

Watching your motherfucking back

Real shit

A gun plus a mask, you do the math

All my goons know, that equals cash

That equals cash, that equals cash

A gun plus a mask, that equals cash

So if you're fucked up, down to your last

A gun and a mask gon' get ya cash

A gun plus a mask, you do the math

All my goons know, that equals cash

What you know about it, ****, this that goon shit

AK sweep a **** house without a broomstick

So ****, come up off that bag or them pistols blast

With the chopper at your house lying in the grass

They'll rob a **** blind if they doing bad

Duct-tape around the handle, they don't use a mask

So tell 'em where it's at, don't tell 'em no more lies

Line your family up against the wall and open fire

All you trap **** are victims, jackers gon' catch you slipping

Feeling yourself, flashing and stunting, **** gon' come up missing

You trappers gon' drop off they cash

You see 'em out here and they hurting

They gun to your back, it's a robbery, ****

Now don't make it a murder

Too late to talk when the shit hit the fan

Got choppers on deck, more drums than a band

Gun a **** down, leave 'em where he stand

Highway to hell, ****, better start praying

A gun plus a mask, you do the math

All my goons know, that equals cash

That equals cash, that equals cash

A gun plus a mask, that equals cash

So if you're fucked up, down to your last

A gun and a mask gon' get ya cash

A gun plus a mask, you do the math

All my goons know, that equals cash

Walk up to your house, knock on your door and blow your ass off

Drop it off, drop it off, bitch I got a sawed-off

Bitch, I got a sawed-off

Walk up to your house, knock on your door and blow your ass off

Drop it off, drop it off, bitch I got a sawed-off

Bitch, I got a sawed-off

They telling me Yela, don't swing, look buddy, don't worry 'bout me

If you in my lane, you end in a drainage ditch with the snakes and the leeches

Not a single motherfucker out here want it

'Cause I never did shit but me

It's about time that I said it, hey, will I regret it? We'll see

Fuck that!

Yelawolf, I'm a loose cannon, ask David Banner

How deep I was born and raised in this shit

Mama, I got manners 'bout me

But I'll get dirty if I gotta get dirtier than a motherfucking

Piranha up in the Alabama creek

I'm hotter than you in the middle of summer

Sitting in a sauna under the sun up in the Alabama street, shit

Rock and roll, I got noted, I'm going up, yeah I'm going

But with my dreams and my people, I got that poetry loaded

My soul is sold and they sold it

Street told and quoted

I leave the potato smoking, look bitch don't think that I'm joking

Click, pow!