"Plenty Guns" lyrics

(Grah, grah)
Doomshop-

I got- I got plenty guns
Love it when you run
Gotta get it back no return
Fuckin' with me, you gon' burn

Got the Glock, got the MAC
Got my riches filled with racks
Fuck a rubber band
Fill that shit up
Lose you in the brand new van
Crash that motherfucker 'cause I'm too worked up
What the fuck?
I'm breaking down the chances that I get away with all these guns
I'm havin' fun, don't stop me now
Unless you keep that talkin' down
No, not a peep, I wanna creep up on ya
This ya fuckin' warnin'

How you feel with gats in yo' face?
Think you'd like to taste
Drugs in ya place, this is great
It's my fuckin' day
See the sun, oh, it's the mornin'
'Cause it neva stop for me
Hate what you see
But you see it in your dreams

What the hell my momma said?
What's alive is never dead
I'ma keep on walkin'
Ain't no flockin'
Through the darkness every day
Yack after yack
Got me sick and, what is that?
Your mortality
Is that what you're grippin' on?
You rattle me

Don't blow my high
Think I'm God?
Yeah I'm that guy
Wanna fly?
I can help with that
Look up on my fuckin' mag
Don't blow my high
Think I'm God?
Yeah I'm that guy
Wanna fly?
I can help with that
Look up on my fuckin' mag

I got- I got plenty guns
Love it when you run
Gotta get it back no return
Fuckin' with me, you gon' burn
I got- I got plenty guns
Love it when you run
Gotta get it back no return
Fuckin' with me you gon' burn