Correction Lyrics A Girl IS a GUN by BKTHERULA

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Son that ho out in front of big brother (Yeah)
It's THERULA, Santana, no other (BK)
556?toast?you, smothered and?covered (Slatt)
Give no f**ks so we?shoot at your mother
You ain't Cupid, ho, I ain't your lover (Ha)
In the bag lethal weapon, Danny Glover (Yeah, yeah)
I slit throat 'cause I like when they suffer
I'm a hunnid, b*t*h, I ain't no bluffer (B*t*h)
Oh, you totin'? Show me what it do (Show me what it do)
F&N to your dome, doo-doo-doo
Look what Santana-na make her do (Yeah)
Said she love me, b*t*h, I know you do (Santana-na)
Hoes on me and b*t*h so is the tool (Sh*t)
Link with you? Hahaha, you a fool
Diamonds look like my hunnids, they blue (Slatt)
Thirty round make a period pool (B*t*h)
High as f**k, I ain't paranoid (Yeah)
Brunette ho, I call her Cher Lloyd (Damn)
In the back, we totin' them toys (B*t*h)
Hit a lick, run off on them boys
Yeah, reload the clip and you melee
B*t*h tried to finesse me and stay late (Ha)
That's the lick to the left of the ga-ate
And I don't wanna flick up, I'm straight (What?)
With the gang, pour the Wock in the Faygo (Uh-huh)
Man, get off, told her leggo my Eggo
I am K on a n***a, he K.O. (What?)
High as f**k, I think I grew a halo (B*t*h)
I'm THERULA, whatever I say so
223 make a ho do the dab, Ayo, Teo
Got a snow in the back sniffin' yayo (Huh)
And that b*t*h off the boof, Galileo (B*t*h)
Yeah, your sh*t counterfeit (F**k)
CD, slap my sh*t (Sh*t)
Love DG, that's it
F**k that ho like shh
B*t*h, shut your f**kin' lips (F**k)
Hollow, hollow f**kin' tips (B*t*h)
Run that, racks, I'm rich
Ayy, run that bag, b*t*h (Man, f**k Andruuw)

F**kin' on me, I thought I was your lock
How you scared of the trap but flexin' a Glock?
Beef with his man, what the f**k is a rock?
And my time is like money, ain't wastin' tick tock (Yeah)
You ain't TM, what you throwin' that up for?
I said, "Let's play a game," I be shootin' the block
B*t*h, you ain't gang, why the f**k you act tough for?
Teach that n***a a lesson with a rock and a sock (Gang)
Kaine and Tay-K, n***a, you a house n***a
What the f**k you gon' do if I say, "Pull the trigger"?
Hatin' on me 'cause my guala way bigger
Oh, your gang a facade? N***a, I figured
R-r-run that sh*t back, but I ain't talkin' Turbo
She want me for my racks 'cause that b*t*h a gold digger (B*t*h)
Stop coppin' airsoft, lil' ho, save the turtles
Put that fire to his face, turn his a** to a singer, dead
Yeah, your sh*t counterfeit (Your sh*t, what?)
CD, slap my sh*t (CD, huh)
Love DG, that's it (What?)
F**k that ho like shh
B*t*h, shut your f**kin' lips (Yeah)
Hollow, hollow f**kin' tips (Yeah)
Run that, racks, I'm rich
Ayy, run that bag, b*t*h (Man, f**k Andruuw)

Run that bag, b*t*h
Run that, run that bag, b*t*h
Run that, run that bag, b*t*h
R-run that, run that bag, b*t*h

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