"Gun Kick" lyrics
Pradabagshawty & yotti Lyrics
They gon' move like cars, girl, we shoot in public
One thing 'bout my gun is bussin', my Perkys bussin'
Be the ear to my gun, small, ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I walk out the 5, I'm clutchin'
I'm OD clutchin'
If you want a bag, come suck some
Get to suckin'
Pop a slip at night, my mind hurt, I need yo lovin'
I'm fucked up, I had a long night
I'm geeked on Percocet
Them drugs kicked in
Load up the box and blrrt, my gun kick
Bad bitch came from Pakistan, but my drank Russian
Backdoor slime you for yo thang, like why you muggin'
I luh that chain, lil boy, come give me dat
Lil saint need all dat shit
Fully stick rode through his brain
That boy ain't feelin' shit
And I got 5 problems
Percocets and drank, I like to roll up them dead guys
And I like to bum through, hear that Drac, we let that stick ride
And I like fuckin' on all these, hit it from the side
And you want that smoke, come through with dat blrrt, like where yo patna go
End up textin' code, they say he got it at the pump 4
And I know the yungins throw up 2 gangs, he from Mexico
P5 got the bag, the bricks touchdown from Turks and Caicos
I give her dick whenever she say somethin'
Like I'm paid, hoe
Girl, we shoot in public
One thing 'bout my gun is bussin', my Perkys bussin'
Be the ear to my gun, small, ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I walk out the 5, I'm clutchin'
I'm OD clutchin'
If you want a bag, come suck some
Get to suckin'
Pop a slip at night, my mind hurt, I need yo lovin'
I'm fucked up, I had a long night
I'm geeked on Percocet
Them drugs kicked in
Load up the box and blrrt, my gun kick
They gon' move like cars, girl, we shoot in public
One thing 'bout my gun is bussin', my Perkys bussin'
Be the ear to my gun, small, ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I walk out the 5, I'm clutchin'
I'm OD clutchin'
If you want a bag, come suck some
Get to suckin'
Pop a slip at night, my mind hurt, I need yo lovin'
I'm fucked up, I had a long night
I'm geeked on Percocet
Them drugs kicked in
Load up the box and blrrt, my gun kick
One thing 'bout my gun is bussin', my Perkys bussin'
Be the ear to my gun, small, ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I walk out the 5, I'm clutchin'
I'm OD clutchin'
If you want a bag, come suck some
Get to suckin'
Pop a slip at night, my mind hurt, I need yo lovin'
I'm fucked up, I had a long night
I'm geeked on Percocet
Them drugs kicked in
Load up the box and blrrt, my gun kick
Bad bitch came from Pakistan, but my drank Russian
Backdoor slime you for yo thang, like why you muggin'
I luh that chain, lil boy, come give me dat
Lil saint need all dat shit
Fully stick rode through his brain
That boy ain't feelin' shit
And I got 5 problems
Percocets and drank, I like to roll up them dead guys
And I like to bum through, hear that Drac, we let that stick ride
And I like fuckin' on all these, hit it from the side
And you want that smoke, come through with dat blrrt, like where yo patna go
End up textin' code, they say he got it at the pump 4
And I know the yungins throw up 2 gangs, he from Mexico
P5 got the bag, the bricks touchdown from Turks and Caicos
I give her dick whenever she say somethin'
Like I'm paid, hoe
Girl, we shoot in public
One thing 'bout my gun is bussin', my Perkys bussin'
Be the ear to my gun, small, ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I walk out the 5, I'm clutchin'
I'm OD clutchin'
If you want a bag, come suck some
Get to suckin'
Pop a slip at night, my mind hurt, I need yo lovin'
I'm fucked up, I had a long night
I'm geeked on Percocet
Them drugs kicked in
Load up the box and blrrt, my gun kick
They gon' move like cars, girl, we shoot in public
One thing 'bout my gun is bussin', my Perkys bussin'
Be the ear to my gun, small, ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
I walk out the 5, I'm clutchin'
I'm OD clutchin'
If you want a bag, come suck some
Get to suckin'
Pop a slip at night, my mind hurt, I need yo lovin'
I'm fucked up, I had a long night
I'm geeked on Percocet
Them drugs kicked in
Load up the box and blrrt, my gun kick
