Ghostie
Talkin’ Bout Guns
[Intro]
Yuh, yeah, yuh

[Chorus]
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out

[Verse]
Knock a n***a out, what you talkin' bout?
He don't know us, he should shut his mouth
You should really know that I'm number one
30 feet, on the boy, ain't no one-on-one
Blood on my hands, got me feelin' great
Man, I love the color, man, I love the taste
Not a psychopath but I'm pretty close
Catch me with the brass, break a n***a nose

[Chorus]
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out, Eee-yuh
Yeah, throw them gloves up, knock that n***a out