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Lyrics : Grabbing a Gun*
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(Damn [?] you gone crazy)
I had everything planed off, I thought love was all I need
If it ever end up goin' wrong, just blame it all on me
I got Dracos on my house, I be shootin’ on my sleep
All my bros strapped like a army, Glizzy showers gon' hit in the morning
In the Maybach, we catch sh*t explorin'
It got to the point where I hop in the whip, my family don’t care where I'm goin'
It got to the point where I cuff in a pistol, the thirty, the .40, a drum
F**k it, I'm grabbin' a gun
Spin your block, boy, you know what you done
Shot out the Glizzy and f**k up your lungs
Uh, half of these n***as be hoes, look
I like that ho on a [?] if no, they ain't sleep
These n***as play with they nose, might be so goofy, they think 'bout f**kin' with me
I bet she gon’ [?] I be with rich n***as, but I’m still in the streets
Police, just give me the proof, when I shoot up the back of the fool
B*t*h, I look like I ain't taste (Let’s go)
No case we makin', I'm catchin' a case
We get in with the Glizzy, the FN and the Drac’ (Uh, uh)
I won't bend or fold, I told my bro, "Stand on ten toes" (Ten)
Don't just take that sh*t to trial, they sent 'em down the road
You know we crack it, throw the four (Okay)
Get outta line, we crack his dome
Say, "F**k a slime", we wipe his nose
Stay with my pole, I'm not alone
(Damn [?] you gone crazy)
I had everything planed off, I thought love was all I need
If it ever end up goin' wrong, just blame it all on me
I got Dracos on my house, I be shootin’ on my sleep
All my bros strapped like a army, Glizzy showers gon' hit in the morning
In the Maybach, we catch sh*t explorin'
It got to the point where I hop in the whip, my family don’t care where I'm goin'
It got to the point where I cuff in a pistol, the thirty, the .40, a drum
F**k it, I'm grabbin' a gun
Spin your block, boy, you know what you done
Shot out the Glizzy and f**k up your lungs
Uh, half of these n***as be hoes, look
I like that ho on a [?] if no, they ain't sleep
These n***as play with they nose, might be so goofy, they think 'bout f**kin' with me
I bet she gon’ [?] I be with rich n***as, but I’m still in the streets
Police, just give me the proof, when I shoot up the back of the fool
B*t*h, I look like I ain't taste (Let’s go)
No case we makin', I'm catchin' a case
We get in with the Glizzy, the FN and the Drac’ (Uh, uh)
I won't bend or fold, I told my bro, "Stand on ten toes" (Ten)
Don't just take that sh*t to trial, they sent 'em down the road
You know we crack it, throw the four (Okay)
Get outta line, we crack his dome
Say, "F**k a slime", we wipe his nose
Stay with my pole, I'm not alone
