Gunz N Butter (feat. Juicy J)

Swingin' burning tires leave a third degree

And I heard there's bouncin' **** hatin', wanna murder me

They gon' have to take me straight to Satan 'cause I'm blessin' this

I feel distressed, then feel no stress, I built this trust

They won't come murder me, Hercules

Mama warned me pop was on me as a shorty (Shut the fuck up!)

Get-gettin' guap before when I was fourteen, Glock was forty, kick-kick

Box ya jaw for plottin' on me, hot bologna grits with

Problems, coppers hoppin' on me, cheese from government-ment (What that mean?)

Prada on me, choppers on me, croc' on Mauri kicks-kicks (Word)

God was for me, locks was on me, blew up ever since then (Okay)

Grew up ever since then, screwed up ever since then

Two cups ever since then (Kill 'em, Flacko)

Nah, big homie, took my time but now, big homie, homies outta line, big homie

Money outta pocket, homie, all these **** pockets, homie

Chopper let 'em live, I was only six when I crept up in the crib

Found a Sig, what I did, what I did

Cock it, homie, now it's in p-pocket, homie

I got r-rocket on me, dare you ****, tr-try me, homie

For the love of spread, Momma's butter bread

Man, I prolly should be dead, was it 'cause of what I said? What I

Desi, FN, Ruger, Draco

Euros, pounds and dollars, pesos

Money, hoes and power, Draco

Violence, rifle, shotguns, Draco

Now can't a **** see I ain't got no time for games?

I'm on this Hennessey and I'm quick to shoot that thang

But fuck that, one of my young ****'ll take the charge

I'm stackin' loot, muthafuck lookin' behind some bars

Rocky, Rocky, hold on, one second, bro

Ha, Rocky, it's Hector, bro, Rocky, this is Hector, bro

We gotta hold on, one second, bro

There's an issue goin' on back here

Grandma was a Catholic, and mama was a Christian (Woo)

My papa turned to Muslim when he spent some time in prison (No cappin')

No Jehovah Witnesses, where I'm from kinda different (Woo)

They don't leave no witnesses so folks just mind they business

These days, I just practice all the good from all religion

So plead the fifth amendment or you're gonna be the victim

So get up off my YKK, the President a a-hole

Fuck off prayin' for a JFK, all we got was KKK

AKA AK that you target, not from Target

But from Walmart, then it's a-okay, fuck them boys, no KY

With this SK, leave them DOA, AR in the ER

It's the state of mind of every state, say your grace, you better pray

Guns with the butter, guns for my brother

Came from the gutter, cocaine in the buttocks

Razor box cutter, blade under gumma

Gang in the Hummer, skate with your mother

The fact of the matter, she blow out the frizzame

I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain

The fact of the matter, she blow out the frizzame

I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain

The fact of the matter, she blow out the frizzame

I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain

The fact of the matter, she blow out the frizzame

I keep me some powder so I'm gettin' brizzain

What's really butter?

The gun or the butter?

You hear me?

You understand what I'm sayin'?

What's really butter?

What's really butter?

What's really butter?

Guns, you can get that butter all day