[Intro]
(Grah, grah)
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[Chorus]
I got, I got plenty guns
Love it when you run
Gotta get it back, no return
Fuckin' with me, you gon' burn

[Verse]
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
'Less 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
This 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 mama said?
What's alive is nеver dead
I'ma keep on walkin', ain't no flockin'
Through the darknеss every day
Yack after yack
Got me sick and what is that?
Your mortality
Is that what you're grippin' on? You rattle me
[Refrain]
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

[Chorus]
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