A Girl Is A Gun Lyrics

[Verse 1]
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*cks 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, bitch, I ain't no bluffer (Bitch)
Oh, you totin'? Show me what it do (Show me what it do)
F and N to your dome, doo-doo-doo
Look what Santana-na make her do (Yeah)
Said she love me, bitch, I know you do (Santana-na)
Hoes on me and bitch so is the tool (Shit)
Link with you? Hahaha, you a fool
Diamonds look like my hunnids, they blue (Slatt)
Thirty round make a period pool (Bitch)
High as f*ck, I ain't paranoid (Yeah)
Brunette ho, I call her Cher Lloyd (Damn)
In the back, we totin' them toys (Bitch)
Hit a lick, run off on them boys
Yeah, reload the clip and you melee
Bitch 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 nigga, he K. O. (What?)
High as f*ck, I think I grew a halo (Bitch)
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 bitch off the boof, Galileo (Bitch)

[Chorus]
Yeah, your shit counterfeit (f*ck)
Cd, slap my shit (Shit)
Love dg, that's it f*ck that ho like shh
Bitch, shut your f*ckin' lips (f*ck)
Hollow, hollow f*ckin' tips (Bitch)
Run that, racks, I'm rich
Ayy, run that bag, bitch (Man, f*ck Andruuw)

[Verse 2]
f*ckin' 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*ck 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
Bitch, you ain't gang, why the f*ck you act tough for?
Teach that nigga a lesson with a rock and a sock (Gang)
Kaine and Tay-K, nigga, you a house nigga
What the f*ck you gon' do if I say, "Pull the trigger"?
Hatin' on me 'cause my guala way bigger
Oh, your gang a facade? Nigga, I figured
R-r-run that shit back, but I ain't talkin' Turbo
She want me for my racks 'cause that bitch a gold digger (Bitch)
Stop coppin' airsoft, lil' ho, save the turtles
Put that fire to his face, turn his ass to a singer, dead

[Chorus]
Yeah, your shit counterfeit (Your shit, what?)
Cd, slap my shit (Cd, huh)
Love dg, that's it (What?)
f*ck that ho like shh
Bitch, shut your f*ckin' lips (Yeah)
Hollow, hollow f*ckin' tips (Yeah)
Run that, racks, I'm rich
Ayy, run that bag, bitch (Man, f*ck Andruuw)

[Outro]
Run that bag, bitch
Run that, run that bag, bitch
Run that, run that bag, bitch
R-run that, run that bag, bitch

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