Got My Weapon

(Uh uh uh), Big stepping (Uh uh uh), I got my weapon (Uh uh uh), These opps I’m catching (Uh uh uh), The Glock 9 wets em (Uh uh uh), Smith and Wesson (Uh uh uh), Bitch you guessed it (Uh uh uh), Ran down I’m jetting (Uh uh uh), You get the message He wanted smoke I ran down he ain’t roll it up, he show two colors, that’s mixxy matching I be wit’ scammers they f*ck wit’ Da Breash & I f*ck wit’ em too cause it’s gets me fashions You got a bank or want fendi glasses You got a piece or wan’ send me passwords I’m tryna win they wan’ send me backwards No papers & fronto then get me backwoods I’m tryna roll up yo light that zozz up She sucking me so sloppy and her eyes up Killing her puss I can tell by her posture Crack her open my meat out that’s a lobster I’m no street nigga no I am a mobster He wildin’ out but I’m really the monster They not like me they don’t get they knots up They not like me simply I live and prosper Her nigga say she won’t be shit he mocks her I be inside her mind I am her doctor She say she love me so I gotta watch her But she confused so that stupid shit blocks her She put on a show and screaming like opera But this a different genre For my soul f*ck these commas up Smoke em like marijuana (Uh uh uh), Big stepping (Uh uh uh), I got my weapon (Uh uh uh), These opps I’m catching (Uh uh uh), The Glock 9 wets em (Uh uh uh), Smith and Wesson (Uh uh uh), Bitch you guessed it (Uh uh uh), Ran down I’m jetting (Uh uh uh), You get the message He wanted smoke I ran down he ain’t roll it up, he show two colors, that’s mixxy matching I be wit’ scammers they f*ck wit’ Da Breash & I f*ck wit’ em too cause it’s gets me fashions You got a bank or want Fendi glasses You got a piece or wan’ send me passwords I’m tryna win they wan’ send me backwards No papers & fronto then get me backwoods Ima need a couple thousand dollars ima get it, get a bag and blow the party up because I said it Why the f*ck you not balling because you weak sauce, on our paths we cross, smoke em 93 unleaded Ima slide like conveyor belts I’m coming nigga Ima ride like the mayor ‘cept I am busting triggers I know in my heart if I do what I gotta do niggas will still feel I’m pussy nigga I’m ready to kill, yea ima shoot a nigga Swear I’d rather build but ima do the nigga Turn you to a meal and ima gluten nigga Bread turn you ill now that is gluten nigga This ice on me chill cause I’ma hooping nigga She suck til I’m still, she got recoop a nigga And she make me better that is lucrative Her lil body the field and be juking niggas like (Uh uh uh), Big stepping (Uh uh uh), I got my weapon (Uh uh uh), These opps I’m catching (Uh uh uh), The Glock 9 wets em (Uh uh uh), Smith and Wesson (Uh uh uh), Bitch you guessed it (Uh uh uh), Ran down I’m jetting (Uh uh uh), You get the message Touchdown on the block, I got maneuver niggas They thinking I’m sleep, I’m not a snoozing nigga I’m watching ya moves, you move like loser niggas By loser mean yo’ life kinda thru my nigga By loser mean yo’ life kinda thru my nigga By kinda thru I mean time is due my nigga They biting my style I am suing niggas They biting my style, Zamusu’n niggas I got the path and I’m balling now All these bad bitches they calling now I step, I’m seen and they falling out I been knew this would happen, what that’s all about They do not get what I say has been happening They prolly think I’m pretentious and babbling But I can’t let that stop me I’m not having it Pray with one knee on the ground, Colin Kaepernick I am not sweet, I smoke too much sour You want my heart, open up my chest you can have it I’m in and out of love just like a shower I’m in and out of love full metal jacket I be (Uh uh uh), Big stepping (Uh uh uh), I got my weapon (Uh uh uh), These opps I’m catching (Uh uh uh), The Glock 9 wets em (Uh uh uh), Smith and Wesson (Uh uh uh), Bitch you guessed it (Uh uh uh), Ran down I’m jetting (Uh uh uh), You get the message He wanted smoke I ran down he ain’t roll it up, he show two colors, that’s mixxy matching I be wit’ scammers they f*ck wit’ Da Breash & I f*ck wit’ em too cause it’s gets me fashions You got a bank or want fendi glasses You got a piece or wan’ send me passwords I’m tryna win they wan’ send me backwards No papers & fronto then get me backwoods (Uh uh uh), Big stepping (Uh uh uh), I got my weapon (Uh uh uh), These opps I’m catching (Uh uh uh), The Glock 9 wets em (Uh uh uh), Smith and Wesson (Uh uh uh), Bitch you guessed it (Uh uh uh), Ran down I’m jetting (Uh uh uh), You get the message He wanted smoke I ran down he ain’t roll it up, he show two colors, that’s mixxy matching I be wit’ scammers they f*ck wit’ Da Breash & I f*ck wit’ em too cause it’s gets me fashions You got a bank or want fendi glasses You got a piece or wan’ send me passwords I’m tryna win they wan’ send me backwards No papers & fronto then get me backwoods