"Guns And Girls" lyrics

(Steady, talk to me, twin)
(Naz just does it better)
Make sure you get a ten
She be on live tryna show off her buns
Baby girl, TP, I'm not tryna be your man
Shark, yeah, I'ma trick with the funds
I win when I sing, gotta stuff in my pants
When you eat me, you with me, your ex, be crumbs
Like, uh

All girls like niggas with guns
So make sure you get a ten
She be on live tryna show off her buns
Baby girl, TP, I'm still tryna be your man
Shark, yeah, I'ma trick with the funds
In the spot throwin' ones, shit stuff in my pants
With me, you eat good, with your ex, you get crumbs
And that nigga a bum, he share fits with his mans
I'll get you gone with the point of my hand, finger
Watch how that boy go poof
Opps, whips, belts, chops, boots, stomp
It don't matter, it get real abusive
I'm clearin' the crowd, like flockin' at groups
Everyone screamin', just watch me shoot
Fine shit wavin' my G in the mirror
Bathroom flicks with the clip like it's cute
Bitch, stop tryna troll with the G
Just pass it to so I can get out this crib
I'm Mr. Flock If You Reach So I Live
Really rap what I do and the scenes that I did
I ain't hittin' no civs, bitches or kids
I'd rather not throw and spin back to the strip
Rarely go for the hit when I'm takin' this trip
Up 15K and still flockin' his shit
Baba, tappin' my hip
Bad bitch shakin' her—
Tender, please do not DM my bitch
I don't care what she say, that's still my lil' shit
I be buyin' whatever she want, she can get it
You the baddest lil' bitch that existed
Come here and give me a kiss
Play with my bitch, then I'm makin' it lit
Shit, she think she rubbin' my—
This is the 9, not a nine inch
I am shark tryna get with the fish
Can't think with my— But I know how to swim
If I see my ex, she get hit with the whip
I hate that bitch
Oh, opp in the spot, I'ma glide
Shot after shot, I'ma blitz