Lyrics

Gun head Gun head Trackstar, di first gun mi buss was ah one pop And when dat beat yuh coulda feel is ah bomb drop Same place him diss me, same place him glock stop Let him offa di Earth, driver one stop Rock it like close, from mi get it mi nuh lock dat Lock what? Dem mussi madd Then mi step up to di 9mm Big broad angle ting ah roam dem street yah (clap it) It sing sweet anno señorita Trigger finger dance like party ah Ibiza Boy never know say mi have it he nuh seeit yah Nineteen still fit clean wit dem jeans yah Change out di side laser, extra feature Every corn get visa Then me go rifle level Where it ah reside? Beside di devil AR-15 recoil mi settle .50 cal long from hell to heaven (beat it) Cause man ah gun head Boy cyaa see mi gun and nuh dead Double tap stagger like ah rum head Group in tight like needle and thread And dem ah say mi love gun Me ah buss gun from before mi buss gum Sig Sauer wit di trigger custom Desert Eagle, mi call it Dovey Magnum Fat Mossberg wit di big belly drum Gun inna mi head, n'alone ah pum pum ah run Protect mi life better than ah condom Shop full ah cart, Walmart Mi kids dem haffi learn dat bombo-rassclaat Gun nuh kill people ah people use gun fi kill people Di evil heart dem will arms up too Since dem have gun, mi waan gun too Cause man ah gun head Boy cyaa see mi gun and nuh dead Double tap stagger like ah rum head Group in tight like needle and thread Di first gun mi buss was ah one pop And when dat beat yuh coulda feel is ah bomb drop Same place him diss me, same place him glock stop Let him offa di Earth, driver one stop Rock it like close and mi get it mi nuh lock dat Lock what? Dem mussi madd Then mi step up
Writer(s): Garfield Delano Spence, Emilio Bowens Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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