Solid Gold Guns
Conway the Machine, Banish, Recognize Ali, Supreme Cerebral, Snowgoons
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Uh, 40 leave you niggas slumped (Boom boom) Pussy you gon' need a bigger gun (hah) I let off the drum and Watch you niggas run and Scream like bitches when the Magazine spittin' hold up (brrrrrr) I'm cut from a different cloth (Cap) I could look at you and Tell that you niggas soft (You pussy nigga) Ha, drop a bag and get you niggas all (Cap) I ain't gotta lift the finger I just made the call (Green light) Hah, if it's an issue let it be known (What's poppin', homie?) Shot him in the ribs broke three bones (Hold that) Psh, every week a hundred P's gone (Ahahaha) Razor slide across a nigga cheekbones, ch Look, steppin' out up in That Onda? wearin' off-white (Off-white) Catch these fuckers frontin' then It's on sight (Alright) She already know it's gon' be a long night Little stoner rub by that bitch She lovin' that long pipe (Take it) A man's in them had a plan They had to cancel that plot 'Fore they got caught with more Shots than the Denzel got (Boo boo boo boo boo) Like what the f*ck is this new rap Business I won't get it these Lames is bad trannies I can tell Out the gate that they bitches (yeah, hahahaha) Put this muzzle on you if you keep yappin' Don't know what happen say I'm trappin' Actin' about out that action (Listen) I got a dozen for you and I don't gotta chase far It's whatever they want 'cause I got More gauges than a racecar (uh) So listen fonds And watchin' you bitches run I ain't done without a collection Of solid gold guns (brrrrrr) , uh Solid gold guns (boom boom, boom boom) , yeah Solid gold guns You fools is bums already know I'm not the one I ain't done without an arsenal Of solid gold guns (brrrrrr) , uh Solid gold guns (boom boom, boom boom) , yeah Solid gold guns Yo, sick 'em all while These witness stand socks (The flyest) Do a nigga dirtier than ham hocks Beam on your white tee look Like the flag Japan got (brra) You have not You ain't worth the incoil in my hand cocked (Facts) aR soundin' like a drumroll (drrrrr) Fashion game got these bitches gung-ho (uh) Winchester tuck, shit She know a nigga hung low (ah) , dumb ho My basement lookin' like I'm Runnin' gun shows (braa) Shoot outs in broad day Send ya to them Pearly Gates (uh) Razor in my mouth like Birdywaite The thirty eight, will permeate And surely take the burnin' Fate of learnin' hate And knowin' that I'm showin' faith To increase the murder rate (bra) Uh, I put the toaster to a nigga dome (Recognize) then tell him where the bread Or he fuckin' gone Flyin' daggers, Katana blades Or a toughly holmes? Got his home Tell a king that I'mma need his throne Straight up gorilla style, my killers wild You bitches bow today I should catch a body Shit it's been a while Look, I sex raw, with a French whore (muah) , pink clothes array Send color than the French war Go to war like Saladin make Niggas rest in hearse (You know me) You lose a hand from pullin' Out your weapon first (Too too too too too) Banish hit me, told me "God I need a second verse" (Please God, please God) With him and Conway on the track You meet your second death!
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Written by: DETLEF KELLER, JEPPE ANDERSEN, JOHANN SEBASTIAN KUSTER, MANUEL RUCKERT
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