Gunz

Drop that exclusive, homie
Yoooo, Sensei
Major out here, fuck niggas
I’m going in the pawn shop, Tuesday in the mornin'
Yeah, I’ll go buy somethin' for real, like, no cap, like
Sku'
That’s what I’m doing
DJ Yung Rel, ho'
Gunz, gunz, gunz, gunz
Gunz, gunz, gunz, gunz
What you go and buy that gun for, you ain’t gon' pop shit (You ain’t gon' pop
shit)
Why you buyin' all those guns when you ain’t shot shit (You ain’t shot shit)
Yeah, we 'bout to just go pop shit (Go pop shit)
You tryna take a picture wit' your girl (Wit' no gun)
I’m tryna make a nigga picture out that gun (That gun)
I ain’t worried 'bout dem shooters 'cause bitch, I’m the one
Guess what, (Shoot)
Ay, you know what, (I did)
And you know what, they find that gun (That gun)
And you know what, (They did)
Niggas ain’t ready, they live they lives (They lives)
Pop that nigga just like a pill (A pill)
Pop that nigga just like som pussy (Some pussy)
Pop that nigga just like a wheel' (A wheel')
Pop that nigga just like bubbl wrap
Pop that nigga just like a pimple (Like a pimple)
I ain’t scared to use my utensils (On that)
(Sku')
(Instrumental)
Got the Balenc' on, nigga, with the 19 (19)
Got Diors on wit' that 40 (That 40)
Put the revolver in the Gucci boots (Yuh)
I say fuck, just shoot (Just shoot)
I buy a gun, nigga, off the streets (The streets)
Since I’m a just nigga I’mma fuck up your street (Bet that)
Your bitch wanna fuck a real shooter like me (Sku')
Gunz, gunz, gunz, gunz
Gunz, gunz, gunz, gunz
What you go and buy that gun for, you ain’t gon' pop shit (You ain’t gon' pop
shit)
Why you buyin' all those guns when you ain’t shot shit (You ain’t shot shit)
DJ Yung Rel, what it do
Lame!
Lame ass niggas man, these niggas not gang man
For real
All them fuckin' guns, these niggas ain’t shootin' shit
These niggas ain’t got no bodies
None o' that, man
On gang