เนื้อเพลง Gunz N B*tter - ASAP Rocky
เนื้อเพลง Gunz N B*tter
Swingin' by the tires leave a third degree
And I heard theres bouncin' n*ggas hatin' wanna murder me
They gon' have to take me straight to Satan cause I'm blessin' this
I fell the stress, I feel no stress
I built this trust, they won't come murder me
Hercules
Mama warned me pop was on me
Acid shorty (shut the f*ck up)
Get get gettin' guap before when I was fourteen Glock was forty
Bounce your jaw for plottin' on me
Hot bolognese grits with
Problems copper hoppin' on me
Cheese from government-ment (what that mean?)
Prada on me choppers on me crock on Maury kicks kicks (word)
God was for me locks was on me
Blew up ever since then (okay okay)
Grew up ever since then
Screwed up ever since then
Do-ups up ever since then
(Kill 'em Flacko)
Nah big homie
[?]
Money outta pocket homie (money outta pocket)
All these n*ggas pockets homie
Chopper let 'em live
I was only six when I crept up in the crip
Found it sick what I did what I did (Oh!)
Cock it homie
Now it's in my pocket homie
R-Rock it homie
Dare you n*gga t-try try me homie
For the love of spread
I'mma b*tter bread
Man I prolly should be dead
Was it 'cause of what I said?
What I
Uzi, FN, Ruger, Draco
Euros, Pounds and Dollars, Pesos
Money, hoes and power, Draco
Violence, rifle, shotguns, Draco
Now can't a n*gga see I ain't got no time for games
I'm on this Hennessey and I'm quick to shoot dat thang
But f*ck that one of my young n*ggas 'ill take tha charge
I'm stackin' loot muthaf*ck lookin' behind some bars
Rocky Rocky
Hold on one second bro
Ha Rocky, it's Hector bro
Rocky this is Hector bro
We gotta hold on one second bro
There's an issue goin' on back here
Rambo was a cathy
And mama was a christian
My papa turned to muslim when he spent some time in prison
(No cappin')
No Jehova's witnesses but I'm from kinda different
They don't leave no witnesses so folks just mind they business
These days I just practice all the good from all religion
So plead the fifth amendment or you're gonna be the victim
So get up off my YKK
The president a a-hole (F*ck off)
Prayin' for a JFK
All we got was KKK
AKA AK that you target not from Target but from Walmart
Then it's a-ok
F*ck them boys no KY with this SK leave them DOA
AR in the ER it's the state of mind of every state
Say your grace you better pray
Guns with the b*tter
Guns for my brother
Came from the gutter
C*caine in the b*ttocks
Raise a box cutter
Play undercover
Paint in the hummer
Skate wit' your mother
Tha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain
Tha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain
Tha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain
Tha fact of tha matter she blow out tha frizzame
I keep me some powder so I'm gettin brizzain
What's really b*tter?
The gun or the putter?
You hear me?
You understand what I'm sayin'?
What's really b*tter?
What's really b*tter?
What's really b*tter?
Guns [?] get that b*tter